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- I`m looking in every soul that seems to be honest to me
I`m trying to find there something familiar
To find there something that i loved before
I want but I can`t
I need but it`s useless, I know.
I`m looking in every soul and I just spit there
Like I don"t care a damn for a man, this or that
I asked myself why for a billion of times
No I will never find what I need
Cause it died.
I hate myself for the things that i do
I behave like a bitch and break people`s hearts
But could anyone think that the person I am is unhappy.
You can hate me like I do
No, I won`t be offended
I feel that I lie even to myself
So please try to understand the unhappy man.