Life is unfair.
Well, I don't want to care what other people'll presume, as long as someone acknowledges my tears, blood and pain, I guess I'll be contented.
Life what, what can I fucking do. It's either you or me, but it's you. So be it.
If I can't change t fact, then I'll live with it.
Aiyah...
So here I am, startin to drown in those lullabies
Rocking out just for t corpses.
Little stones piling up on t fragile
but why won't it fall
why wont it fall?
Its killin this time
but I'll just let it be.
And I can't sleep at night, when you're all on my mind.
Cure? = get fucking drunk.
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