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Wake up my friend
You seem so tired
So wrong.
That your anxious cry will be your last scream,
God sends you this gun
You missed every shot
Forgetting 'bout your self,
Slaughtered mind.
With their blood on your hands,
With the images of their smiles,
You've gotta pay for the damage done.
Another broken brilliant lie,
But now
You're dying alone,
And everything seems lost.
Inhuman judge,
This ocean of sorrow
Is burying me under the pressure
Of my self,
My emptiness.
Right across their graves
What are you looking for?
Believe in a peaceful rebirth,
Tears are falling now
And burn as fire
On your face
Split in two by your vice
Your hate for your self.
Now has won again,
Keep on crying.
Fragile like a play-card castle,
You wouldn't want to be like this,
You didn't ask to be that way,
And everything is gotta paid with pain.
Inhuman judge,
This ocean of sorrow
Is burying me under the pressure
Of my self,
My emptiness.
Vice is a gun,
You are your own gun,
You shot everyone you could,
No bullets left
Now,
To take
Care of yourself.
No one can hear your voice,
Your pain,
And your vice.
Believe in a peaceful rebirth,
Tears are falling down,
Falling down.
Right across their graves
What are you looking for?
Believe in a peaceful rebirth,
Tears are falling now
And burn as fire
On your face
Split in two by your vice.
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