Falling rain
Rain start to fall
Pain start to grow
People without soul
And nobody know
That all the things at all
Is not the same as I show
So I lie in my bad staring at the wall
And waiting for death to blow..
Rain start to fall
Pain start to grow
People without soul
And nobody know
That all the things at all
Is not the same as I show
So I lie in my bad staring at the wall
And waiting for death to blow..
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