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Losing everything Motivations Will of salvation The few steps to the arrival don't matter more Just little fears and fucking passions Link me to this world But I'm trying to stop believing in them Dreams are for losers If they're all in the deathrow And my tentatives of rebellion Were just a dream's inception Less than zero And the pencil fell on the empty paper While the brain was dancing the static waltz of desperation A new trap Losing again Becoming The monster You preached I'd become Are you happy now You fucking prophet? Every evil grinder's not a good puker This is now the final break... Dreams are for losers In the deathrow