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everything that lives is gone to waste
everything is dark wherever you look
there's too much pain inside my head
sometimes to love someone, you got to be a stranger
i need to cry, but i can't..
is it as sad as it is on your soul?
maybe this what I deserve now
all these thoughts inside my head..
I'm sick and I'm tired too
без меня все будет также, также как со мной