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Let me enjoy
the remaints of my freedom I know, when I die, I will pay for my crimes Why should I torture myself And my demons? Maybe there is no Spiritual afterlife Let me enjoy the remaints of this world When the end comes, there will be nothing left All will be burnt in the flames of flying time Why should I try to save them? Sometimes I wish this life was a lie And I'm aware i betrayed you! i regret nothing still. Let me enjoy, oh let me get up, leave, and smile. Once again betray the stilness of these lines.
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