Enjoyable Sorrow

ENJOYABLE SORROW

I feel it...
I feel it for so f*ckin' long...
I feel it inside me...

It flows inside my blood...
It messes up inside my head...
It blows my mind off...

I feel it...
The darkness is growing,
Puttin' me in the shadow...

Me...
My senses...
My feelings...

I feel the darkness,
But it's sunny outside...
It's f*ckin' sunny outside...

Is anything so pure and clean,
Like they say it's so...
Or everything is just a f*ckin' image,
That only blind eyes can see it real, though...

Is anybody out there,
Who can speak the language of the soul?
Who can run along with the spirit
And don't play someone else's role...

Or everyone is a product
Of the unstoppable nature,
Of the mankind's curse...

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I can feel it inside me,
But can it feel me, first?

Can it?

Searching for an answer,
Searching in my mind,
Searching in my soul...

Am I so blind?
Wait, I saw it!
But I can't find it anymore...

I feel it...
I feel it for so f*ckin' long...
I feel it...

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