Inner death and sorrow
No one to trust, no one to believe
No one who trusts, people who decieve
Death, morality means nothing;
Popularity makes you a monster.
Wrong directions, choosing absent-mindedly
Who to trust? who to believe?
There are way too many who chose to deceive
Monsters, slimy and crawling
Looking for an opening to kill
This phase in life is hell
Everytime they attacked me
I am too weak to get up
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