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gradanrel
And out from bed. It´s Monday. Already it starts.
There´s boredom, boredom.
There´s not the torments either.
I´d want it too - have any problems
No, there ´s nothing
There´s a light around me
But there´s a night inside - here
The all day I´m so alone and scream
Help me anybody
I don´t want to be alone - lonely
Can you see me? Can you hear me like me.
R: Nobody is trying to come here
I´ m alone - all I do myself - here
Ever I say - HELP, get me to home for lucky
There ´s so nasty, nasty week
I´m walking, there are people around and look at me
They feel a regret but they leave from there
Nobody want´s to come here
There´s a night inside me
Why is there a light, if it cannot come to this night?
I feel so alone - lonely
I don´t want to be alone
Tears out - Can you see it?
Help me anybody
I don ´t want to be alone - lonely
Can you see me? Can you hear me like me?
R
Every week I feel it like yesterday
Only boredom, only night
Only my dreams are with me - forever
Nasty week, nasty
Why isn´t it tasty?
Why, why, why???