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It's raining, and the rain doesn't fall

An ocean of buried eyes

In the happening of my depression

Bering a loosening

Tell me God, how many are against me?

Against us, is it, us?

Help me, the inevitable consumes me

It seems I have no chance.

Crushed by the grey days

My life splinters in a tear

Dried up, withered and so

To live, to begin to die

Don't let it die

I'm part of everything, yeah

I've left

Nothingness, belongs to everything

Tell me God, how many are against me?

Against us, is it, us?

Help me, the inevitable consumes me

It seems I have no chance.

Crushed by the grey days

My life splinters in a tear

Dried up, withered and so

To live, to begin to die