have sickness
And I don’t find a cure now!
I have sickness
And I don’t feel so pure now!
And I don’t find a cure now!
I have sickness
And I don’t feel so pure now!
All your reflexions
Destroys me faster somehow!
There is no fiction
And I just need a powder, a powder, powder…
She guides me in death!
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