Hey you, my loser son, You see your sins if you are alone, Would you need to walk on your own? When there is no movement here, The future seems to disappear Wont you ever feel the strings of love? You wait and I am cold, Frozen like a winter storm. Do I really stay so lost? I catch your generous smile, While I hide along my trail Turn down these walls Ive built with bad blood I slide along these rails I drew cause I fear my voice on you I trust that my being will be safe in my old shell Where the toll is so pricey that you cannot pay I would want to believe that this bad dream Wasnt true but my mind but my mind I slide along these streets like meat Crawling into a crusher meat I cannot love anymore with threads severed My figure sculpts behind the cross. Because now I loved it all. I cannot buy to you the whole world there is nothing more meager There is no greater contempt because, now, I gave it all. I cannot drink from your cup there is no only one There is too much for three times because, now, now I choked. Hey you, my useless son
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