We're lost,
in this twisted illusion,
we're born,
in this desolate space.
On this point of no return,
we linger,
On the verge of emptiness
we wander.
Don't you remember us?
We couldn't been anything else,
Will you forget us?
On this road,
that leads to nowhere.
We as scattered as dust in the wind,
We as scared as a child lost in the night
we're on this road,
that leads to nowhere.
Selite:
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