I'm not unhurt,
Falling apart.
Can't save my heart,
From sweet darts.
Can't continue with this bleeding heart.
Lately, just want to depart,
It's late for a fresh start.
Life is a game, so I'm seeking for a mission abort
I see death as a beauty of art,
Everyone's gonna meet this sweetheart.
It's too chaotic, shame it was.
Hypocrisy misfits,
Too late to ask for it.
But now, I just wanna close my eyes,
go to sleep, in a casket
and never come out of it...
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