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Left over life from an empty soul
Searching aimlessly for a pointless goal
Hidden deep with the shadows
Lead me up to hang at the gallows
Back Brocken, heart torn
Every waking minute feeling forlorn
A wretched pantomime of despair and noise
Trying to get in, be one of the boys
Wake up and your just one of their toys
And so to conclude this awful display
Burry my heart deep away from day
And fall awake only to dream again