ilinx - Old | Текст песни

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no more i have myself, nothing has remained
there’s no sense in trying to exchange
all my scars to experience

damn everything
all i know is useless

am i spoiled by the society?
or invented by the history?
there’s a place for everyone
except the living rags

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