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2:58 mostrar crueldad. my wounds speak through every line, and leave me undefined.
sembrar maldad. my fears return with every sign, and again, leads me to decide.
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deep pain, cold strain, weak chain, lost reign, my blame Will still remain. faint sight, harsh cry, pass by, still try, i won't survive this time.
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and this is just the start. this nightmare calls me every night and leaves me paralized. the horror pulls me from my mind and then, leads me to decide between hate and wrath.
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5:13 it's all in vain, i can't explain how much i want to get away from those nightmares, to face my fears. but why should i? cause no one cares.
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شما اگر بهتون فشار بیاد میرید خشخاش میکارید، اما من ممکنه خودم رو در زمین بکارم (iykyk). ما مثل هم نیستیم.
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During this time, I would definitely choose to sleep in a grave rather than a bed.
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هیچوقت نذار یک تقویم برات تصمیم بگیره. همین الان گره طناب رو محکم کن و امروز رو تبدیل کن به سالگرد وفاتت.
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عزیزم واقعا تقصیر من نیست که هیومرِ داغونی دارم، بهرحال تو هم جایی زندگی کنی که ۵ دقیقه بعدت معلوم نباشه در بهترین حالت دچار مشکلات روانی میشی.
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2:10 in my final feet of balance, you disappear. can't find my keep, can't look, much too steep. there's more i believe.
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once i feel like i am worthless, there's nothing to heal. can't find my feet, can't look towards the east, there's more i believe.
