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THE FINAL

The intention is clear, I stare, with this left hand, unable

to be worded

Every time I bleed, there lies the reason to live ... And I

discover words being so vivid and bright

Even loved ones scatter like petals from flowers in my hand

So even if I engraved the meaning that I lived in my hand, it

will only be known as flowers of vanity

The Final

One by one it multiplies ... why be a sad bait?

Deep within the hell of my heart ... I can't go back

A self-torture loser, not being able to see tomorrow

Suicide is the proof of life

Even loved ones scatter like petals from flowers in my hand

So even if I engraved the meaning that I lived in my hand, it

will only be known as flowers of vanity

So I can't live

What's lost can't be born again

A song that's not even seeking the proof of living

Let's put an end ... The Final

Lets bloom flowers of attempted suicide.

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