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Arctic Water
I wanted to be dead, forgotten I forced my body to decay I'm still in arctic awfull water And finally I've lost the way It seems I'll never help this coldness I'm sure I wasn't made for life I feel just nothing but the boredom I'll never tell you if I lie We used to loosing our chances And where's a god to wake us up? And don't you want to turn our faces To sun which is so cold and dark? There's still no reason for existing But there is a ban for death And you are just a kind of mystic An interruption causing wrath I fell in love with fear of living So now I'm calling fear and cold How can I know that you are real? Why do you care 'bout me at all? Please, leave me here for arctic waters Please, stay and be a part of me My mind and heart are getting colder So what's the use of beeing free? I can't accept the gift a freedom Because I want to be excused But my excuses were a mirror Of my weak will which I don't use. My dreams were fake from the beginning My love is fastest way to end I shoudn't think about winning There is no goddamn promised land
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