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I hate this life, a suicide |
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could prevent the pain |
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the world is cruel and now I feel |
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that my love was in vain |
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I stand all night and I pretend |
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to know the ways of doom |
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and I recognize that we're all children |
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of the dying moon... |
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Oh, I will drown in my dreams the world around me |
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fades to a painting of tears that will destroy me |
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I blame myself for all my deeds |
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and pray with all my heart |
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and when the sky is full of love |
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the heaven falls apart |
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I stand all night and I pretend |
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to know the ways of God |
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and I recognize that we're all children |
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made of holy blood... |
