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als het fout staat, sorryFalling and falling, untill there is no air anymore
wondering what will happen...will i hate it...or adore?
opening my eyes, it's all red,
but this...this cant be death
A cry, a laugh, I'm lying on the ground,
I clearly hear evry sound,
nothing happened, is this a dream?
still...evrything around me is mean
Looking at my left, seeing evryone live,
without worries, without tears, for that...evrything is what I would give
watching at my right, seeing a groop of people cheer
I wish I was there...I wish I was anywhere...anywere but here...
Sick of this place, sick of this time,
sick of this prison, where evrything is a crime,
locked up forever, I'll never be free,
but I'll fight for it...I promise...youll see
zeg wat je er van denkt, en waar ik volgende keer op kan letten
alvast bedankt
