Don't know about your smile,
but it is draining me to death like raining with lightning.
First, you spoke; it broke my heart,
never had a feeling of walking on a ceiling.
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Dark, lonely road it was, drifting;
Wondering about the life I could've had, worrying.
Nothing matters now when nobody cares, but
Nothing in my life was scarce, and who cares.
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I feel sad, oh, I feel sad,
Don't shun me, for I'm mad, I'm mad.
Yes, I've had my share of strife,
That's why I carry this heavy life.
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