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Sitting in my room, I feel so miserable So alone I think about dear people They're all behind the wall Spending my nights beside a square light Refreshing the same page for the hundred time My eyes are bleeding but the sight is tight There's no more laughter in this place It's no more a trait of human race Nothing buys and nothing knows What silence built & what it's destroyed Sometimes it comes for me Disease of the modern times It destroys me from inside Disease of the modern times (Thanks to Milica for these lyrics) From Letras Mania