i feel as if i've given up hope on life
so take my soul,take it with your knife
vowed to me like i'm your wife
the shadowy nights
the street lights
i can't put up more fights
all of it is just like an explosion
consumption with no quotation
feeding on me like temptation
feeding on the walls that i've built
throwing me a glance of guilt
life,dear one
take what you want
take me if you want
for i wont be living no more.
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