Paroles de Situations Adding To Complications
These situationsAdd to complications
Bottle with hate
Next line of fate
Still pictures
Roaming fixtures
Flowing everlasting
Father I'm asking
Take this away
This painful day
Joy and happiness
I've got nothing left
Sick of you
Sick of me
It feels true
And makes me bleed
Raving mad
Nothing glad
Cancer inside
Focused from lies
Eating the flesh
Hiding whats next
Fighting death
I'm out of breath
Father I'm asking
Take this away
This painful day
Joy and happiness
I've got nothing left
Sick of you
Sick of me
It feels true
And makes me bleed
Raving mad
Nothing glad
Cancer inside
Focused from lies
Eating the flesh
Hiding whats next
Fighting death
I'm out of breath
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