i want to feel joy the same way i see the green on dried trees. to feel alive, when your whole existence is dead.
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it's hard to say, hard to see, hard to hear, hard to write, and hard to feel.
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متاسفم که با تصوراتی که از من ساختی همخونی ندارم، حقیقتش رو بخوای خودمم با چیزی که هستم حال نمیکنم.
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توی سناریوها و تصوراتم، آدم بهتری هستم.
(چون ۶ متر زیر زمینم و آزارم به کسی نمیرسه)
(چون ۶ متر زیر زمینم و آزارم به کسی نمیرسه)
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همیشه یادتون باشه، هرچیزی میتونه برای شما یک نشونه باشه، به شرط اینکه به اندازه کافی روانی باشید.
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You Just Hate Me
Angel Of Suicide
you just hate me.
what i spill for you, is what you'll never care about. you pretend i exist, but in your life, i'll never be anything.
اگزیستانسیال
Angel Of Suicide – You Just Hate Me
3:00 you just hate me, you really do, you will always do.
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Overgrown – Breathe
bleeding this open wound for you, and working another day for you.
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Overgrown – Breathe
you scream say nothing, i guess you're okay and i'll wait until your no-show.
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Overgrown – Breathe
2:07 built to break but i won't live, and find a truth but not til for you.
sometimes i just burn myself with shit so i can get practice for hell.