The bruises I have are part of me Scars, that won't ever go away I ramble around looking for the answers but all I have is... An empty living room, a pointless routine, an infinite isolation between... Walls, that are so cold
I used to see hope and bright colors Now I see the city's sadness and people's darkness Love is a great useless concept It's supposed to save, it just grew my desolation, my desperation
What have I become? A spirit with no destination? Everything turned in regrets? I'm living at bottom of the universe, I'm living at the bottom of hell
Life is such a selfish friend It gives you air to breath, but then it just gives you reasons to hate it, and to hate yourself To remind you all the failures, all the mistakes, all the pain, the sorrow, and all the struggles to survive
What have I become? A spirit with no destination? Everything turned in regrets? I'm living at bottom of the universe, I'm living at the bottom of hell
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