D/S - Independent | Текст песни

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I feel the same mood
I feel the same pain
I see the same thing
I see it every fucking day

I talked about the carousel.
I asked to help me. But
I wanted to get out of the cell
You locked me tighter. Fuck.

Destroying all my dreams.
But sometimes, I think.
Maybe the problem is in me
Maybe I need this shit.
The stone in my chest. It's me.
The emptiness in the head. It's me.
Only I can help myself.

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