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monday morning, woke up i've dreamed about one of my best friends suicide long and painful way to the river‘s otherside i'm alone in my bed it's not an unusual moment in my life bombs exploded, bad old israel's sport, i've read hello self-pity my old friend could i meet you tomorrow again self-pity my old friend all the time i spend sunday evening, woke up what's the difference between night and day maybe the same as the difference between october and may i am alone, instead of glamour just endless nightshift watching TV is my personally gift against tirednes hello self-pity my old friend could i meet you tomorrow again self-pity my old friend all the time i spend yesterday i didn't brake up having the habit feeling hopeless and sorry for myself that's what i do, that´s what i do since i was twelve i am alone, i met you in the shadow i'm always looking self-pity and me, courageous shooting hello self-pity my old friend could i meet you tomorrow again self-pity my old friend all the time i spend |
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