I spend my days in solitude,
I find the truth so ugly and rude.
My memories are vague, and I
Don't know what for we live and die.
I spend my days in loneliness,
I tried it all, I did my best.
I recognized that truth is lie,
I'm only passerby.
And I know that it will be forever,
I know, it was always like this.
It will be forever,
Always like this.
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