Addiction of malediction
I think it's fooling of pain.
I hear the voices.
I even feel it's splitting in my veins.
'Cause of in my mind there's not a place to escape them.
And in the darkness of nasty days
I see more and more meaningless,
And I feel like a worm is digging my brain
And I watching for my life is getting hopeless, it's beginningless
of kismet. I don't see my end of this malediction.
I think, my pain and insane began to be my addiction.
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