A cyclone of guilt is encircling me
Do something and make me free
Guilt digs deeper in a fresh wound
Raw blood & misery that's all I found
I am standing on inhuman island
Stay up there and just give your hand
Courage is dead
But spine is
still straight dear
Hopes are dead
But wait is
Still here
Do something and make me free
Guilt digs deeper in a fresh wound
Raw blood & misery that's all I found
I am standing on inhuman island
Stay up there and just give your hand
Courage is dead
But spine is
still straight dear
Hopes are dead
But wait is
Still here
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