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Being part of a plastic life between a boiling mass of anger empty promises served in full reinforced by lies and tiring words cheating ourselves with blocked ears while starring into the sun trying to impress others with fashion and status seconds and minutes and hours and days, TIME IS PASSING why has it to be me inside these fucking walls walls I claimed to break down, I`m trapped in an empty room impressing others with platinum instead of showing a heart of gold I can`t live this, I full on reject it but why is it so hard to say JUST ANOTHER GREAT DAY just like a punch into my face everyday I see life passing by just like a spit into my face when will we learn to live free our live! From Letras Mania