The liars you died for, have ended and failed, The stench of deception could blind all our ties But we will stand stronger and fuck all the lies As my curtain starts to fall, my final journey hits the floor My existence fades to black, there is no turning back All the weakness we can't see, all the failure put on me All the hate behind their eyes, I defy them for I will rise...
Monday, 30 July 2012
I also decided that I should start making something that makes my heart beating, and no I'm not talking about looking at pictures of band members while listening to music, crying and eating, but talking about making some sport, but then started thinking again and I might die, and we are going to die someday anyway, so why get tired dying when you can die without making any effort?
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