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cheap wine ...
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close enough to care fuck the world?
fuck the pain?
fuck the sadness and lies this world creates?
nothing but cheap wine and stale cigarettes
to numb the pain this world generates
everything fair in love and war
what about the souls that get dabble with?
please explain to me were the fair is in ones' soul?
hate is a strong word
love is a strong word
yet we know nothing about love...in the end we give to feel a little bit satisfied
yet we hate all ...
oh petulant child don't sulk
in the end you always get your way...
fuck the world?
fuck the pain?
fuck the sadness and lies this world creates?
under the sycamore drinking cheap wine and dreaming of a world of no crime, death, or war...
dreaming of maybe one day becoming more than a cipher on a leaf...
smoking stale cigarettes dreaming of a tomorrow with no end
