Sometimes I just wish I lay
Secretly in my bed and die
Will i finally find my peace
Of this worlds arrogance
A new world where everyone is free
Living,breathing being happy
Or will I find a world of doom and death
Where everyone awaits certain death
To repeat it self a few hundred times
Like never ending rhymes. 


Written By Srdjan Solkotovic (Shole)

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