The lost

Everybody knows when it’s coming to a close ‘cepting me, cause  everything I see, there is nothing there for me and it blinds me. The Devil hides the rule book and there’s no use looking for it as the teacher writes reports and once again I’m going through it, everybody knows everybody grows ‘cepting me…

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The damned

On the outside of any influences that external stimuli supply, where any rules if there were ever any no longer apply on the doorstep of death they sit down and cry…

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