I don’t feel good am I sick
I crossed the line am I trick
Fire is burning my soul
I don’t care about the role
Who knows about the coldness in the street
About the murder at my feet
bodies of disregard the world is so hard
I don t care about the birds and the bees
I’m blind to your faith, I don’t care about your shit
I don’t care if you die I’m laughing at your face
I don’t care about the sun and the moon
I’m blind to your moods I don’t of what you lose
I’m a liar, I’m the evil drag me to hell
I don’t feel sane am I dead
I crossed the line I’m afraid
Thunder is crossing my flesh
you lie on the floor all is red
Who cares about the drama in this house
Can’t you feel the sadness walking around
This is the end of the lie This is the end of your life
And the voice tell this the end of the lie
this is the end of your life
I hear the voice where is my mind
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