Strange feelings echoing in the dark
All abstract and with no sense
Invading my soul with an aura of sadness
Pulling blind emotions from within the subconscious
Nothing seems wrong and nothing seems right
A dense fog around all thoughts
While all happiness flows away
And all this without knowing why
A troubled past in a wicked mind
And a future surrounded by uncertainty
While the present seems to be a torture
Without no apparent reason
I think I need a drink...
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