Unspoken words left behind The truth that doesn`t want to be unloaded Disturbed thoughts, distracted play The rain of misery is on it`s way How soiled their blood can be The rottenness captured their inside Pronounced truth with delighted smile Now it`s our turn to molest
Don`t fool yourself Don`t waste your time Your spot is reserved In suicide line
How does it feel to be Like a toy in the game of false hope You decided to be what you are But you can`t see yourself through the eyes of truth How does it feel to be Like a toy in the game of false hope You decided to be what you are But you didn`t saw the sign of the misery path
Beg for mercy now, When you are weak to resist!
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