He never saw the daylight
He used to live in the night
Always had a dream
But life was hard for him
He used to live in the night
Always had a dream
But life was hard for him
Stabbing all his dreams to survive
People thinking he was feeling alive
Stabbing all his dreams to survive
People thinking he was fine
Darkness always on your side
Telling he was going to die
Writing some words of despair
The smell of sadness in the air
Hapiness outside
Inside just pain and blood
Those pale eyes trying not to cry
His two hands buried in the mud
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