Solitude by Overkill
Life we talk of death
Each breath come closer to out.
Of this I'm not afraid
Though I don't know what it's all about
I don't know!
Decisions that we make,
The chances that we take,
The blindness we can't take.
Thought I knew but now I know what it's like,
To be alone...!
I know...!
I remember here!
Thought it was a dream!
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