This life is changing me…
The old me never could
kill this people who I killed;
burn this houses that I burned…
The old me never could…
be so cruel and insane,
die everyday for the same.
‘cause the old me was innocent…
He was just a good man…
He wasn’t the wicked,
he wasn’t the hero,
he was a lonely man
between the other people...
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