I use to loved this life, now I cant take it anymore,
to tired to hate, to tired to love.
The old familiar God, the old familiar dream
its seems so far away from where Im standing on.
a black hole in the ground, tire of my knees,
lay on my back.
I just want to grab something,
scratch it and throw it away,
but I have nothing else.
i just throw my life over my last failure.
If yesterday was bad
tomorrow will be worse,
but Ill keep myself a knife
Just to see what Ill become
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