In a life lead by slow decay,I try to stay together n I try try try,
I live else's dream n thoughts during the day
but in the nights I look down n i cry cry cry
ain't see no point; I dream to break free
in hope I'm born to live; wonder why why why
on my skin I tend to keep all the merry
as I gaze at the bird wish I could jus fly
Oh n I cry; n I cry!!
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