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By evading them today
you can not escape
tomorrows problems
Happiness evades me
Is it just a lie?
Can a person attain it?
Or only fantasize?
It makes me struggle constantly
Hoping one day it will come
There is nothing that can help me
When the end is about to come

Crying, crying
Tears of pain
Crying, crying
There is no gain
You can't get anywhere
This world is a lie

The only way out is through your own demise
But that's taboo
Not even a thought
No one can know

So why put on an act?
It's just another lie
I'm tired of pretending
I'm still alive inside

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