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Your day seems a lot longer.
Your hopes have all gone away.
Your hate just gets stronger
More and more every day.

They hope you can be saved.
Your dreams have shattered away.
I hate just feeling played.
More and more every day.

You have no expectations.
And nobody wants you to stay.
They cross my limit of patience.
More and more every day.

Your heart just gets so small.
That people try to pray.
I’ve learned to hate them all.
More and more every day.





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