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While looking for the answers only questions come to mind
Cause I've been lost in circles which seems not for quite some time
And I don't know how I came here even how I got this far
All I can tell you is my faith is written in the black stars
Well,
What am I supposed to do?

Blast myself this perfect hell of my own is the best I've ever known
Tell me something I don't want to know
Cause I can't believe it
so,
What am I supposed to do?

I've become sick of everyone now
And I don't feel remorse for the forgotten
And I don't care at all

I've become sick of everyone now
And I'm the patron voice of all the problems
And I don't care at all

aahaa aahaa aahaa
aahaa aahaa aahaa

Oh Take me away
I'm sick of everyone today
I'm not ok
But I find this way
to lead no change
So take me away

I'm coming down
fell apart
It's hard to keep together when you don't know where to start

I've become sick of everyone now
And I don't feel remorse for the forgotten
And I don't care at all

I've become sick of everyone now
And I'm the patron voice of all the problems

I'm sick of everyone

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