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While looking for the answers only questions come to
mind cos ive been lost in circles which now for quite
some time and I dont know how I came here even how I
got this far
All I can tell you is my fate is written in the black
stars well
What am I supposed to do
Rest myself in this perfect hell of my own its the
best ive ever known tell me something I dont want to know
Cos I cant believe its so
What am I supposed to do
Ive become sick of everyone know and I dont feel
remorse for the forgotten and I dont care at all
Ive become sick of everyone now and ive become the
patron of all the problems and I dont care at all
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Take me away im sick of everyone today im not ok but
im fine this way I need no change dont take me away
Im coming down I fell apart its hard to keep together
when you dont know where to start
Ive become sick of everyone know and I dont feel
remorse for the forgotten and I dont care at all
Ive become sick of everyone now and Im the patron
voice of all the problems Im sick of everyone