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Lletres: Chicosci. Quail.

You think I clog up the drain
That it all sounds the same
You hear the strange sound
This is what I am
No apologies

You say you are the real
You say you are the real

No one wants this
Nobody but you
Incapable of waking up
Emnity
It?s you or nothing
I?d take a blank wall any day
No more wasted breath

No more

If its so simple
Everytime
I die in your conflicting mind
If its so simple
Everytime
I die in your conflicting mind

You say you are the real
You say you are the real

The real coward