Hobbifilozófusként az ember gyakran tesz meggondolatlan kijelentéseket. De most mit van tenni? Annyira elhittem, amiket mondtam. Annyira olyan voltam. Képzeletben.
"Time is ticking, It makes me feel content with what I have inside
Constant paranoia surrounds me, Everyone I see is out to get me
So I fall face down in a rut I can't seem to get out of
Please wake me, please give me some of it back the feelings I had
Sometimes I wish I could be strong like you
It doesn't matter
Each time I wake I'm somehow feeling the truth
I can't handle
Let's get this party started, I'm sick of begging you
You make me dead inside which I give to you
Let's get this party started, You make me feel inside
I want to be the one to make myself sane"
Gyenge gyenge gyenge életképtelen gyenge semmirekellő gyenge. "Dead beat"
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