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And I grow weary of this world
One I know about too much
Wondering how can I feel so old
If they say I'm still young and such

And I realize it's plain old cinism
From a mind like mine that sees
All the things out there with sarcasm
Not sure if its worth to be

Alive, anymore, anywhere
'Cause, after all, we're all dead
Inside, because somewhere
In time, we lost hope, we're sad

I'm crude, I'm cold, I'm bold
To the devil, if he's there
My worthless soul is sold
'Tis too much to bear

Call me misanthrope, if you want
But I lost my faith, my creed
In people, in all that is sanct
For me, 'tis only evil seeds

All that is left for me, then
Is to search, to hope, to wait
To finally find my own Eden,
That's where I left my faith

Description
And I grow weary of this world
One I know about too much
Wondering how can I feel so old
If they say I'm still young and such

And I realize it's plain old cinism
From a mind like mine that sees
All the things out there with sarcasm
Not sure if its worth to be

Alive, anymore, anywhere
'Cause, after all, we're all dead
Inside, because somewhere
In time, we lost hope, we're sad

I'm crude, I'm cold, I'm bold
To the devil, if he's there
My worthless soul is sold
'Tis too much to bear

Call me misanthrope, if you want
But I lost my faith, my creed
In people, in all that is sanct
For me, 'tis only evil seeds

All that is left for me, then
Is to search, to hope, to wait
To finally find my own Eden,
That's where I left my faith