Dead like a stone
A withered rose
A weak soul
...and broken bones
Fragments in the middle of the crowd
Do you know the feeling I'm telling about
When a peace of mind can never be found?
I ran too close to the sun
I flied too high
The threshold of life is too fragile
I'm fragmented and lost
My blood still runs
But it feels too cold
Should I give up, give up, give up?
Should I be gone?
Burning fast from both ends
The racking hours come again and again
Fragile that's all I am
Hey! Was I born to suffer?
Did I ask to be born at all?
Life is ripping my heart out!
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