I'm lying on my bed now
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No morning gives me promise
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of a glorious day
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Will happiness return'
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I overdrink the day
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I overdring the night
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I'm drinking forth myself
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abroad to an empty loss
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down to a sunless sea
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to drown in my own misery
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Will my happiness return'
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Will the night lay to rest?
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Future-expectations there?
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Hopeful promise anywhere?
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Will my happiness return?
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Will the night lay to rest?
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Will the rainbow bridge my ways?
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Will there be glorious days?
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I'm a stranger for the world
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Nevermore to dance
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Isolation in my rooms
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Oh hell that I was born
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Too many wills that don't come true
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No chance to realize
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The final countown, final flight
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to false illusions, astral suicide
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I'll stop my sadness, use the key
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to the outlet of my misery
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Many Wills
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| Darkseed |
