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I will tell you something and you can't believe it

I could sell my pain but i can't let it take it

I won for losing and I killed to survive because I needed

Spit and curses - at the end of the dark is the exit

Guts, teeth and shit around me

Beating, rape and shocks

Scalp, tongues and soles of feet

Wish and beg to die faster

Mutilation to fit in dumps

Fire to erase the traces

Before it is your turn

Clean up the mess

As the time goes by, is closer what you fear

They find your weakness

And they slaughter your mind

Always in this place

In front of your face

Miserables don't have dreams

Miserables just scream

We do more than we deserve

After all we don't even exist

And we don't have soul

Because we were born in a cradle of mud

How did i get here?

You don't think like me

How did i get here?

You don't survive like me

Asylum!