Poetry - Expire | Текст песни

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I see a world
fed up with passion
scared of destiny
ashamed of sin.

Expire to god.

Blind for seing the horrors
disguised in vicious
ambitious for having
so much and poor.

Heaven hear me
so hard and sweet
so sad, pray for me
down here
we die
down here
we cry.

I see a world
fed up with passion
scared of destiny
ashamed of sin.

I want.

I need.