I love the night because everyone is silent
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I like that they respect my minute of silence
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Although I scream in pain in each sentence
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Like witnessing a massacre I haven't done yet
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Time has taken so many joys
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That I only have bad things left inside
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It's been several nightmares that I haven't dreamed
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And I'm sorry, for not giving me the life I deserve
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How everything has changed for the worse so quickly
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If there is a God, I swear to God I kill him
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And if I will not pay it with you
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I know it's not your fault, but neither am I
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This life could be so beautiful
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But it is black, like the eyes that look at it
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It could be all different
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But there is no way that everything is so
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This goes for the tears I shed
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And for the ones that will fall tomorrow
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If I write it is because I have many things that I have kept quiet
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And if I love the night it is because everyone is silent
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This goes for the tears I shed
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And for the ones that will fall tomorrow
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If I write it is because I have many things that I have kept quiet
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And if I love the night it is because everyone is silent
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I love the night because everyone is silent
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I hate the days, they wake me up for nothing |
This goes in case it dawns tomorrow
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And if tomorrow does not dawn I sweat it
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I write under the lucidity of this shadow
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From the darkness things are seen clearer
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When the light reigns everything is cloudy
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And it is better to see little than to see nothing
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Get the tarantulas out of my head
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They have weaved consciousness networks again
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I'm exacerbating my madness
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Consolidating dementia structures
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Get the tarantulas out of my head
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They have weaved consciousness networks again
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I'm exacerbating my madness
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Consolidating dementia structures
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This goes for the tears I shed
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And for the ones that will fall tomorrow
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If I write it is because I have many things that I have kept quiet
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And if I love the night it is because everyone is silent
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This goes for the tears I shed
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And for the ones that will fall tomorrow
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If I write it is because I have many things that I have kept quiet
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And if I love the night it is because everyone is silent |