Paroles de Written In Some Depressive Mood
This room is too smallI hate this room, it's not mine
I hold the key but there's no keyhole, no exit
It's like a rope tightened around my neck
Forced to swallow, choking
Another 25 years tied down on these restrictions
Just the thought
Break the burden
Kill that thought
My own noise
Just the thought
Break the burden
Kill that thought
My own noise
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