Running far away...
It’s so hard to say...
What’s you’ve done to me
Nothing going to set me free
Losing what I’ve been
Sealing in the pleasant gin
Whispering to myself
Not a chance!
Not to be a pelf
I’ll make a fence
What a hell!
Lose control
Keep me feeling like a doll
Hold me now
Sense of life or
I’m going to burn alive
What a smile you make
Even mummy wake
I’m hear to stay
Just for every single day
Giving up my fate
Passion is to change for prate
Once again
Coming night
The eyes are turning on my light
Standing still
On the knife
I’m going to burn alive
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