How bad could it be?
Left by the side,
driven mad by desire
Lost within my deepest dreams and nightmares
How else could I live if everything screams
“Die, you don't belong here”
I am still lost, I have no place of my own
Not being able to think right,
I'm just exiled from the world
Still everything screams to me
“Die, you don't belong here”
How bad could it be?
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