Blazing sun burns me blind.
I can't feel but I don't mind.
I hated crying,now I can't.
Oh, God, it seems as if I'm dead.
Can't rewind. I'm too still.
I can't hide..I've gotta pay my bill!!!
Soaring out through the sky,
I dare to look down - if I might,
I'd see all what's good and what's bad.
It's worth dying, so I am not sad.
good bad
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