Oh oh oh oh
I refuse to play my role in this badly written play
Cut my strings and step down in silence
From the stage that gathered the characters of my life
Became too small became unwelcome
From the stage that gathered the characters of my life
Became too small became unwelcome
Oh oh oh oh
If you count my failures
A big blank wall will be filled with numbers
And the wall of my victories not a single trace
Like a soil covered in frozen rain
Again the winter has won
Descending snow and ice will burn
My skin pale as the landscape already cold
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