Unfortunately my condition
My own depression
Without prompt relief of reason
It will be too late
Save me from my
I waste oxygen
Sitting in an armchair
In an attempt at salvation
Maybe someone can see me
Save me from myself
I can't breathe
The exponential development
Of the disease
I could never silence my voice
I always wanted to be a star
The center of attention
You we want tonight
Save me from me

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