and we just sit in our houses, homeless
pretending we're alive and wait
for someone to drop by and save us
from this devouring pain inside
from inner neverending war
between the soul and mind
for them your life is just the same old dream
of those who've finally found the exit
and realized - there's no such thing as Death...
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