Never imporant enough for anything. Never was and never will be. Not even for death or life. Just nothing. And maybe you tell me I'm wrong, but I'll know you lie. 'Cause your act is louder than your words. No one's here, death doesn't want me and so does life. People just lie and in the end, I realize nothing's important to me anymore. Just her, and she doesn't want me either. So why am I here?
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