No Demise
Never getting better
Always getting worse
All this pain inside of me
Starts feeling like a curse
Looking out the window
At the time that has gone by
I feel my soul detaching
Because it wants to fly
It wants to fly away
To escape from all the pain
Because all of the consequences
Are driving me insane
Not able to have fun
Not able to keep paste
Missing out on everything
My life is going to waste
But I will keep fighting
I will never stop
Because when I quite
That is when I will drop
Fall to the ground
Never to rise
So I will keep fighting
Won’t let this be my demise
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| Gecontroleerd door: Marina | ||
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