Awake
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Awake
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At last i'm lonely trying hard to breathe
Life's so bitter, the sky is red
A childhood trauma that i cant forget
Reminds, surrounds me, i'm going mad
When the glass is broken you can figure it out
We're out of the bounds, both falling down
A masochist disease that join us together
I can't call it affection, it's just a fallacy
I laugh with your woe, take you your flesh and bones
Dance upon your grave and dig my own beside it
A praise of a curse of natural selfish ways
All the anger and grief i'm feeling for myself
Lies!!!
Awake to live in hell
Freeze your lust, it's no use to discuss
Burn, burn, slowly
Shove the fingers in the wounds that bleed…
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