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Passing through his dark days
He didn't know how to go away
It's not the game he wants to play
Just want to throw this fucking past away
Fuck... me!
Did you ever ask you how he feels
Did you ever tell him what you think
Do you think this guy is fucking fool or brainscrumbling
Or not strong enough to pass through
Every morning it's the same thing
It's just another fucking day to pass through
His life is just a spinning repete of bad times
Try to talk try to ask but they are always shut up him
And then she's go away, so now he's gone
Fuck... you!