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Jan 2016
By:D.E.T

Weather have mud
Instead of blood
Cuz I'm done
Feelin' exhausted
Cuz inside of me I feel twisted

Yeah, keep tellin' me how disappointed
You must be
With me

Please get lost
Cuz the pain you cost
Is something that I pour
Into melancholy
Immediately
Into sobs
That won't stop

Yeah as the light pops
I feel like I just want to drop
The sunrise
Into the garbage
Cuz I am in this gloomy room

Where I don't have any clue
On how I am feeling
Cuz my soul is peeling

I just don't know
How I hit into this road
Where there is no word
On how I feel
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