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All the songs around me,
Make me want to cry.
All the sad soft noises,
Make me want to die.
All the soft sounds,
Make me feel that i don’t want to be around.
I don’t exist in this world,
I exist in the soft sound.
I know this don’t make sense to you, can’t feel the beat.
This world i don’t belong in,
Just isn’t right for me.
I don’t exist in the imaginary world,
I exist in the songs in me.
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Post je objavljen 17.05.2007. u 23:16 sati.