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• Artiste: Parades End
• Titre: Death Of The Fittest
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Do you feel the sunshine that has never shined down on me? Your cold shadows cast upon me as I look for the light I'll never see. The death of me = the death of you. I wish I had the voice to have my say, I wish I had the strength to push you away. I'm two worlds below. The weight crushes down more, more than ever before. Your possession is my regression. I decay as you grow. So go spread and drain me away; unlike you I'm expendable. I'm not the fittest, not even fit to survive, and I may be, may be the one to fall now, but you're next in line. I may not live, may not live to see another day, but I'll try my best to live off the crumbs that you throw my way.