New things to expect,
Got nobody to pretend.
I wanna be out of this game,
Here,everything is the same.
I see people lie
Because they are afraid.
I know nobody wants to die,
But they definitely failed.
I also do fail
By sending my mind to jail.
My thoughts are not where they should be,
I am not figuring out who's me.
Jail
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