A Big Lying
I want to leave my art behind Because I want make a suicide I can hear my inner voice Which say that I have no chioce I can hear as death is whispers I can feel it's cold kisses I can feel it's so near I not belive that it is real My art... My voice... Sorry but I didn't have no chiose... My screams... My crying... All my life was a big lying... All my hope is gone I don't know when it's all began But now my heart is broken And it's don't mend these fuckind talking I can hear as death is whispers I can feel it's cold kisses I can feel it's so near I not belive that it is real My art... My voice... Sorry but I didn't have no chiose... My screams... My crying... All my life was a big lying...
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