Stuck in a sound proof room
The main attraction sealed doom
Lights shut as if I’m ended abruptly
Praying to God it ends soon
Tired of being awake
Ready to meet the glorious fate
Screaming bloody murder
Hope to make the earthquake
You shattered what was left
The good parts you kept
Said you would’ve return
Never second guessed to you’re theft
Go head cry your eyes
Realize all your lies
But you will never know how it feels to built up again
Now I’m the golden prize


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