rights

ages behind, beginning to die
still on the start, time passes by
trapped in the past, looking at chances
i didnt take, smiling faces
laughing at me, i just cant take it
im telling them, i can make it
that it is allright, it was my choice
but loudiest laugh is my voice
im looking forward to the meeting
on cruel destiny im spitting
wait for my chair, looking to side
expecting man with a sharp scythe
i was the judge, doomed to death
seeing the steam from my last breath
world is flushing like dalis painting
all that left for me is just waiting
i tried to be hero and to figh
tbut i was weak, that isnt right
i wanted to defend all my dreams
even the ugly ones, but it seems
that i am not able to take care
so i took few coins for a fare

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