死了一些蚂蚁

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am i looking for trouble, am i waiting to die? am i sorry for myself, am i satisfied?
there's always a shadow behind the door, the shadow is always sleeping on my floor
i can't escape the panic and despair, i can't sort out my socks in right pair
why am i so tired of these, so tired of these shit, of these i desired
why am i so sick of these, so sick of these shit, of these i loved

did i set up the fire, did i put up the lie? did i try to reconcile, did i really try?
no one can understand my solvation, they say that i'm just talking my delusion
no one see the greatest contradiction, when they're thinking over their situation
why am i so tired of these, so tired of these shit, of these i desired
why am i so sick of these, so sick of these shit, of these i loved

am i fixing my paper, am i fixing my mind? am i washing my hair, am i washing my brain?
flower on her lips and butterfly, she looked up and smile at the rosy sky
this life is sweet if you don't see it real, this life is sweet if you don't see it real
this life is sweet if you don't see it real, this life is sweet if you don't see it real
this life is sweet if you don't see it real, this life is sweet if you don't see it real
this life is sweet if you don't see it real, this life is sweet if you don't see it real