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don't believe

deer death

And I don't believe in anything
Yeah, I've been a much smarter man
Always found myself down hatred in my conscience
Always want to melt down
Never feel anything in my shame
Not be alone

Yeah
And I could not believe in this world
Yeah
And we want out of this world

So what is there to do in hard times?
How can I find a way to survive?
And these clouds are so grey
And I hard to fade away

Yeah
And I could not believe in this world
Yeah
And we want out of this world
Yeah
And I could not believe in this world
Yeah!

Composição: deer death / Nextime