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Counting seconds for blowing this world up (Other) by Prince of Void

Counting seconds for even the dying light It's madness no faith for healing I can’t stop counting on Unless taking my own destiny down In the empty pocket Walking along the Empty Street Wandering around for the last sign Try up nothing is up So nowhere I can settle down Just the madness of going on Counting days I couldn’t figure out Only the same sight Appearing to my eyes I'am staring at world how it lies Counting seconds for blowing this world up And its lies

god'swife 5-Aug-04/11:50 AM
Muddled. where's the story, bud?




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