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Waste of sincerity, never thought it could turn that way
I’m losing my ability to believe the idea of better days
My mind is strewed with corpses, my own dead bodies
They’re flying above my head, Damocles sword-made
I try to chase them away but they always come back, anyway, ready to transfix my heart when I’m straying
My pride gives the illusion of being saved, but I lie in a thick smoke from where I can’t get out
My marks, ephemeral and naïve, collapse as I shape my reasons to live
Sick of those things I’ve trusted, left by meanings unreal, down in my shell, I’m still looking for a way to heal
Sometimes I dream of a brainwash
Emptiness seams painless
I’d get rid in a glaring flash of these keepsakes
Need to fall asleep find the vacuity
Leave my ego trip for a lullaby
My marks, ephemeral and naïve, collapse as I shape my reasons to live
Sick of those things I’ve trusted, left by meanings unreal, down in my shell, I’m still looking for a way to heal
Behind a mask, I’m filling with hate the wounds of the past
The rests of my soul follow rivers leading to black holes, in search of oblivion
Whether I reject my past or not, I fall prey to my troubled visions
Maybe I’ll forget the facts or not, but I know the flaws in my perception
My quest is vain, I can’t read between the lines
I’ll be lured again like the first times
Behind a mask, I’m filling with hate the wounds of the past
The rests of my soul follow rivers leading to black holes, in search of oblivion
There’s no way out
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