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Terrified of the died, steady loss of friends Rising star going far, doomed to an early end I got nothing, we got nothing, we all have nothing, fucking nothing. I got nothing, nothing left to lose, I'm fucking losing it. I got nothing, no excuse. I'm fucking losing it. I've got nothing but the blues, I'm fucking losing it. I got nothing red, white blues,I'm fucking losing it. Every face ends with a dead end. Body, shell, a ghost. Mind is sickened by the parasites, I've become a host. I'm fucking losing it. I fucking want to quit. I'm running through, Red white, red white, and bruised From Letras Mania