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Nihil

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By sick fate we are born 
They should have used condoms 
Everything is being blamed on us 
Mistakes, their fuck-ups 


Weight of the world on shoulders 
Mentally so close to breakdown 
Life tends to become distorted 
When everything is shit except piss 


Suicide is not a solution 
But it remains an excellent option 
Perhaps the time is ripe to go 
Time to harvest what we have sown 


From wet womb we are torn 
Thrown in their nightmare world 
Year after year being pushed too far 
Till we cross the final line 


Suicide is not a solution 
But it remains an excellent option 
Perhaps the time is ripe to go 
Time to harvest what we have sown 
Rotten seeds have now grown up 
Separate them from the good ones 
May all deathwishes come now true 
And conclude that: B.16.15.18.21.24.25!!!