Moving behind the bars, drowning in the dark
Lost the difference between the truth and the lie
Waiting for all this happening to die.
Surrounded by the drops falling down
Feeling their touch as they melting me down.
Loosing my ground, sliding deeper
Making me feel life more and more cheaper.
I know slowly i will melt and washed away
But something i will leave on my way.
They will always remain there
And in those remains u will have a share.
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