Solipsism
Waking everyday with painful thoughts
There's no one around to help you held them
Widely open eyes, but no vision of gods
They've died long ago leaving only mem
To border yourself from the outside noise
You stuff ears with some shitty lyrics?
And scream lungs out longing for destruction
Damn world of hypocritical, callous bastards
?
Close your eyes
Anyway you see it
Fate threw dice
Will you dare to bear it?
Have become lone to save yourself
People say you don't deserve to live
Cover your heart with cigarette-burns' shell
(You'd) better die before getting cancer gift
In gust of passion got fucking plastered
Then wallowed in the puddle of own thrown-up
Are you brave enough to flood all these sluts
With twelve pints of your pitch-black blood?
Close your eyes
Anyway you see it
Fate threw dice
Will you dare to beat it?
Disappear
From world
No one
Will notice
Hating every last human on the Earth
Even Jesus Christ wouldn't've helped it
In life you remember only dirt
There'll be no chance for being sheltered
What's the matter with you revel in depression?
Misanthropic jerk afraid to live and die
Reaping the harvest of your broken mentality
Floating in darkness of inner actuality
There's no one around to help you held them
Widely open eyes, but no vision of gods
They've died long ago leaving only mem
To border yourself from the outside noise
You stuff ears with some shitty lyrics?
And scream lungs out longing for destruction
Damn world of hypocritical, callous bastards
?
Close your eyes
Anyway you see it
Fate threw dice
Will you dare to bear it?
Have become lone to save yourself
People say you don't deserve to live
Cover your heart with cigarette-burns' shell
(You'd) better die before getting cancer gift
In gust of passion got fucking plastered
Then wallowed in the puddle of own thrown-up
Are you brave enough to flood all these sluts
With twelve pints of your pitch-black blood?
Close your eyes
Anyway you see it
Fate threw dice
Will you dare to beat it?
Disappear
From world
No one
Will notice
Hating every last human on the Earth
Even Jesus Christ wouldn't've helped it
In life you remember only dirt
There'll be no chance for being sheltered
What's the matter with you revel in depression?
Misanthropic jerk afraid to live and die
Reaping the harvest of your broken mentality
Floating in darkness of inner actuality
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