My body is cooling in this cofin when i'm thinking in the things you've heard about me.
I'm just wasting time to make you feel proud of me, I'm tired i can't carry on.
I'll leave this corpse when i will come home, a place to be alone.
It feels like buried myself, your words turn to my pain I would like to see you cry, I woud like to see you die Through my veins.
I hope you've like to see me buried myself.
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