I feel myself slipping, rebuilding my wall
Protecting myself from any emotion, before I fall
The fall that leads into a dark hole, one with no return
It will be hard to bring myself out of it when I just want to burn
There is no satisfaction in this life
Only pain, tears and plenty of sacrifice
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