Somewhere in the way, a tramp bird tells my story. A very soft ballad with a monstrous content...
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All my life I fought to get out of my bubble I was a child, that became taller and gained some more freedom Eager to discover, t...
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Day by day I dream of this tomorrow Hard times disguises of freedom and shouts us the harsh reality I run in directions of craziness ...
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The past touched me softly and gave me goose bumps. Suddenly as disgusted of my appearance, spitted on my face and left. - No, I nev...
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I see, I see hypocrite beings judging something, I see, I see disgrace in form of depression, I see, I see revolt in all the non-conf...
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I am, now, alone, hearing the screams of my emptiness Everything planned, I buried together with my last hopes. I turned joys into sadness...