I spent all my tragic days but it made me more confused
What was really going on? Every step I did so blur
Good times and bad times I walk through, but at the end I will fall
All of my sympathy disappears, it's turning useless
OOOOO
The pain I try to live without
Stealing back memories that were mine
OOOOO
The tension makes me runaway
I feel less-powered and good friends are gone
Friends are easy come and go, think my life's is misery
Hypocrite society, perfect people is not real
You will never count at all, what I give and what I care
And you'll always got the times, you got sick when I worked wrong
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