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The type of the colors Brings me down to a neon Like if you had to trust in another one But I have to die by Your suicide eyes And burn alone, I’ll still be young tonight But I’m still feeling pain, I’m still playing games, I feel the end coming tonight I’m still feeling sad again, I’m still in this cold place, I feel, the end coming to me tonight My love is full of hate And you had to wait To make my tears become a river I’m foray to god's head And I won't forgive them And crowds of blood Taking me away now But I’m still feeling pain, I’m still playing games, I feel the end coming tonight I’m still feeling sad again, I’m still in this cold place, I feel, the end coming to me tonight