There is no point in the proud-proud
Still, I do not mean ... ... ..
There is no power for me to fight
What am I
Like a leaf
I am the leaf that fell from the tree ...
Wandered blindly by wind
Still, I do not mean ... ... ..
There is no power for me to fight
What am I
Like a leaf
I am the leaf that fell from the tree ...
Wandered blindly by wind
Has this chest feels tight
Bear all the lies
To no empowerment
That's all I have right now
It was already dark world ... ...
Nothing for me the slightest crack of light
I hate you but I can not do it
You
I want to immediately stop and end all this
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