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I died today within a message,
My luck ran out and falls away, I hear the echo of my pain, Inside my chest, inside my brain, Can’t see no more a new bright day, Can’t see the sun, can’t see the rain, Inside my chest, inside my brain, I feel the echo of my pain, The clock just stopped, I looked away, and seen an everlasting pain, I hear the echo of this pain, Inside my heart, inside my brain, I tried to move and run away, You ripped my heart, you wrote „away”, That was what killed me all today, I feel the echo of this pain. I want to die, to stop the pain, I’m dead already anyway, I’ll cut my veins, I’ll bleed to death, To stop the echo of this pain. Inside my chest, inside my brain, Is’s peaceful now, there is no pain. Inside my soul, inside heart, There is no peace for me at all.
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