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Existential Questions
03:55
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SOMETIMES I ASK MYSELF
IF ALL I DO
IF ALL I GOT
IF ALL I WANT
DOES IT REALLY MATTER?
SOMETIMES I'VE TRIED TO CHANGE
CUZ I'VE LOST FRIENDS
I'VE LOST MY STEPS
AM I HAPPY?
AM I A DEAD STAR?
EXISTENTIAL QUESTIONS
GO OVER MY HEAD
MY WORST BEHAVIOR
SOMETIMES MY BEST FRIEND
LAUGHING IN CRYING PLACES
EMPTY SMILE IN HAPPINESS
IT'S NOT PLANNED
I DON'T FEEL PROUD
AND BIT BY BIT
IS KILLING ME
ONE LIGHT IN DARKNESS
IS ALL I NEED
ONE LIFE OF RICHNESS
LEVAE IT TO THE NAIVE
MOMENTS THAT DEFINE ME
SINK ME IN THE MISERY
CRUEL WORDS IN A CRUEL WORLD
IT SEEMS A TALE FOR KIDS
I DON'T KNOW
WHAT I WANT
I FEEL LOST
OUT OF PLACE
A BROKEN PIECE
OF A PEREFCT PUZZLE
FALL INTO THE DEPTHS
AND HAS NO END
ONE LIGHT IN DARKNESS
IS ALL I NEED
ONE LIFE OF RICHNESS
LEVAE IT TO THE NAIVE
ONE LIGHT IN DARKNESS
IS ALL I NEED
ONE LIFE OF RICHNESS
LEVAE IT TO THE NAIVE
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Choose Life
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YOU CAN TRY TO SEE BEYOND YOUR SHADOWS
ONE STEP AHEAD AND BECOME A FRESH MAN
FIND A SWEET WIFE ALTHOUGHT YOU LOVE MEN
& TAKES YOU TO THE JOB THAT KILLS YOUR SOUL
THERE'S CRAP IN YOUR PANTS AND YOU PRETEND
SMOKING TO GET NEW PLASTIC FRIENDS
AND MEET TO SCORN YOUR EMPTY LIVES
TRYING TO FILL IT WITH SOME CHEAP DRUGS
CHOOSE YOUR FUTURE
AND PRAY SOMEONE CARES
CUZ AT SOME POINT YOU'LL ASK
THE VALUE OF YOUR LIFE
DOUBTS AND FEAR BEGIN TO
DESTROY ALL YOU HACE BUILT
ALTHOUGHT THERE ARE NOT REALLY
MUCH TO DESTROY
YOU CAN PIERCE YOUR EARS
YOU CAN SHAVE YOUR HEAD
YOU CAN TATTOO YOUR SKIN
AND YOU'LL CONTINUE BEING A FAILED
YOU CAN BUY A NEW HOME
YOU CAN MARRY AGAIN
YOU CAN BUY A NEW FACE
AND YOU'LL CONTINUE BEING A FAILED
LOOK YOUR LIFE
SHE ADVANCES WITHOUT YOU
LOOK TO HADES
HE SEEMS YOUR BEST FRIEND
CHOOSE LIFE
CHOOSE DIE
CHOOSE YOUR FUTURE
AND PRAY SOMEONE CARES
CUZ AT SOME POINT YOU'LL ASK
THE VALUE OF YOUR LIFE
DOUBTS AND FEAR BEGIN TO
DESTROY ALL YOU HACE BUILT
ALTHOUGHT THERE ARE NOT REALLY
MUCH TO DESTROY
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