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Whole life inside a crowd

Soon will be buried alone

Will be there till World's down

What did during whole life

Does not matter at all

Heritage of this remains

Is an enormous nought

Except sadness to all

Six feet under ground

Cold and wet

I didn't suppose that might happen

I didn't want it

I didn't mean it

Now nothing really matters

Nothing really matters

Of ashes dust to dust

Future is not clear

Does not depend on me

Formed by the past

And I can't change the past

No one really can

So this do not have any meaning

I didn't suppose that might happen

I didn't want it

I didn't mean it

Now nothing really matters

Nothing really matters

Of ashes dust to dust