I feel hatred towards people people look at me I feel at all when people sigh I'm afraid of and if I am no longer sure Of loving both the weather to 'harder cut my veins to go to a better world So that light that I found within me Why ask pa a void that nothing fills Because I feel that blood no longer flows in my Hatred and flows after living so much pain I am a prisoner, slave of four And I'm drowning lost hope in a valley of I can not find the exit, I'm a stone In my mind in an instant I see of my life Is this my Death approaches hour is closer Find hurts, find your soul angry And for your loss, ruin Watch steps each day otherwise you'll fall into oblivion and lose the game Fight against and tide forever Jura fight in the fight until it She does not exist. to fight Fear no more, you face your It is not easy to live it inside, which will Distress is that somewhere and can not find So questions, there are so few answers We hide the truth is that company sucks You know who you were, who you are, who you Lucky you never had and never accompany I'm sick of all this end I have a thorn burns me inside As a coward I am I will approach the I know my soul be relieved after this suicide
(x2) Gray days, we all cloudy days, when we failed Gray days, embarrassed environmental reaction get up every day pa your own ending
Hanging by a my stability I drag my body it goes wrong I think it is a thing of I am a rag doll in a machine An intermittent drop slowly pierces my The air is thick, liquid Prone to drop immersed in a shock of mind, It marks the tempo of my Anxiety takes over my situation Bad is my fuc*** infection I dissected, no to his will, my mind coerces Evolves into the dark of my soul bare I strive to be strong, underlying fissures am the gore of contemporary rap This street flows uranium impregnated I offer what life substitutes Subliminal damage as in formaldehyde I turn to the sun, I am in crucible Cométela my whole shit, rap is cruel, honey is at times Today is a bad day and feel it will end
(x2) Gray days, because we all Gray days, we failed Gray days, being embarrassed reaction get up every day pa make your own
Now I feel in a dark place Everything is much but I dissimulation In of anybody, you know? I am a lost soul I wandered the streets in search of dinner Now I repent from dead and Because I'm like a but on the other side Where I still feel useless and ignored I feel like an animal, I hope in locked Now there is no turning back, no one me shouting That day, on that last thing I did was sigh Pact Satan in exchange for peace and tranquility I'm in oblivion and no one remember
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