Roaming in his own crypt,
there is a boy.
Little boy, who is just a little bit
unable to enjoy

Life.

So he goes out, with his friends,
drink some beer,
let his subconscious to send
a message where is written how to deal
with his inability to feel.

But there is no answers in the glass,
and the pot make him feel the same.
And it seems, that it will last
until he wont find someone to blame
to dont feel so empty and past,
not being here,
nad still being here too fast.

Ospravedlňujem sa ale, proste som momentálne trocha mimo, takže to je aké to je, ak tam vidíte niekde chybu tak pls napíšte mi.

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