Dragging yourself
To do what you hate
Breathe your life
Before it's too late
I’m sick of waiting for decision
We are getting old in our visions
Is there a lot, or not, to believe in?
Is it a dead tree, or just a seed?
Distrusting forever
Is not the way to make it better
Words of pain
Is the hell that we build again
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