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And most days when i turn around i ask myself "why?"... and my shadow replys.. "how the fuck should i know?"
Friday.. everyone has something to do.. and i sit infront of a screen..with thoughts running through me head.. and feeling my heart wither away... til it turn to ash..goes DEAD..
kneel beside you and look in your coffin i do....
now who am i with out you...
Friday.. everyone has something to do.. and i sit infront of a screen..with thoughts running through me head.. and feeling my heart wither away... til it turn to ash..goes DEAD..
kneel beside you and look in your coffin i do....
now who am i with out you...