About Me

Feeling empty, dying on your knees
Upon my death will have been seized
Last sunshine will turn me black
I'm tired of being lyrics sad

Culture sucks when it's a trend
Plebs wear tasteless brends
Screw this world with it's rules
With it's politic nudes

I could never exist but I do, you know
Leaving my home with pain I draw
What else gotta happen to show
How I feel my burned soul yet, I don't know

Making hurt my priceless loved ones
Breaking hearts, we all die once
If I could be a baby I would return back
To childhood and forget a present tense
And all the shit that happens these days

I could never exist but I do, you know
Leaving my home with pain I draw
What else gotta happen to show
How I feel my burned soul yet, I don't know

I could never exist but I do, you know
Leaving my home with pain I draw
What else gotta happen to show
How I feel my burned soul yet, I don't know

I could never exist but I do, you know
Leaving my home with pain I draw
What else gotta happen to show
How I feel my burned soul yet, I don't know



Credits
Writer(s): August Tombrane
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