Another great day ...
Another great day Another mindless thinking way That could make bloody mary pop out of my skin like a louse But she's not here, and she won't Not to make hard time for this no spark eyes. Sleepless nights in head, not alive,not dead Sleep less or more, nothing's changing It would be better. It would be better if a sleepy Mary took me to her home. A steel hand squeezed my body out of control. The day a satan was born. It could be the end. If 15 years ago he didn't reach. Or reached, but then failed. Would it be better?
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