Everything is the same
I took the blame
No release, no care, no hope
Forgive me, my darling, but I cannot cope
Sick of giving up
Sick of moving on
I will shelter myself
Forgive and forget
Crash course
in survivalism
For the dead
False hope and dreary dreams
It might not always be what it seems
Curse the days spent on my own
I never knew I'd die alone
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