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I'm getting tired of my fears Of my wantings Of my aims and my goals They're always the same I'm getting bored of everything Of my eternal wait Of his face Of the thrills I'll never feel Every beautiful thing is killing me 'Cause I'm not able to feel it My head is full of senseless words That fills the emptiness I'm carrying on I don't want anything I don't want anything You can't hear me I don't want I don't
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Aug 25, 2014
Aug 25, 2014 at 5:02 PM UTC
I'll never be -
I'm getting tired of my fears Of my wantings Of my aims and my goals They're always the same I'm getting bored of everything Of my eternal wait Of his face Of the thrills I'll never feel Every beautiful thing is killing me 'Cause I'm not able to feel it My head is full of senseless words That fills the emptiness I'm carrying on I don't want anything I don't want anything You can't hear me I don't want I don't
Andje
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Aug 25, 2014
Aug 25, 2014 at 5:02 PM UTC
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