paroles de chanson Deathstimate - Therapy?
I
don't
know
where
this
is
going
I
don't
know
how
long
I've
got
There
is
no
certain
way
of
knowing
When
is
time
for
the
full
stop
In
this
time
that
I've
been
given
As
I
try
to
fill
my
days
Everything
slips
out
of
focus
The
familiar
things
seem
strange
The
road
ahead
looks
shorter
That
the
one
behind
Either
way
I'm
no
closer
to
wisdom
There
are
lots
of
ugly
people
on
this
world
I
know
because
I'm
one
When
I
get
a
chance
I'll
step
out
of
the
shadows
And
turn
my
face
into
the
sun
There
are
thing
that
I
will
miss
When
everything
is
done
The
comfort
of
my
skin
The
whisper
of
my
Blood
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