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Teksty: Common Dead. Pain Is All We Share.

I hold another vigil for myself / When all they see sunlight, I see fire and rain / All my possible prospects have turned out false / I feel like I'm dying and yet somehow I feel alright / Who's to say? All we lost and won? / Who's to say? / Who's to blame for these times? / A narcissistic voyage, life reviewed / To try to make sense of it, what's the use? / I keep on flirting with death, crawling back just in time / I know it's on me to reach out, but at some point, someone must take my hand / Who's to say? Who's to blame? / All we lost and won / Who's to say? Who's to blame? / Pain is all we share / I picked a fight with myself / And my face ended up in the mud / Nothing makes sense anymore / Quite honestly I wouldn't have it any other way / My quest for solace subsides / My old desires have died / This sick place wants to train me: happiness is not for me / Despite my lies, I tried / Where did I go wrong? / I've stuck around long enough / Why not wait? / Matured, broken, sensitive, but never weak / When will I really stop caring / And just set your world on fire?

(Thanks to Andrew for these lyrics)