This is the first day of my last days I built it up, now I take it apart Climbed up real high, now fall down real far No need to me to stay, the last thing left I just threw it away I put my faith in god and my trust in you Now there's nothing more fucked up I could do Wish there was something real, wish there was something true Wish there was something real in this world full of you I'm the one without a soul, I'm the one with this big fucking hole Now new tale to tell, twenty-six years on my way to hell Gotta listen to your big time, hard line, bad luck, fist fuck Don't think you're having all the fun, you know me, I hate everyone Wish there was something real, wish there was something true Wish there was something real in this world full of you I want to, but I can't turn back But I want to.
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