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There are no answers
To who you are
I've tried my best
To fight the good fight

All alone
In a place I called home
You fucked my life up
Cold sweat
Flows down my bones

All my failures

There is no hope
You can't expect
To be my friend
In the end

Your body sinks in the lake
I won't be there
To help you out

I will be there to let you drown

All this aside
We all fall behind
You're worthless my friend
You're fucking dead

There is an absent one in all of us

And still by my side
Two wrongs don't make this right
I still believe
That you were something

Where'd you go?

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