I can't breath, can't escape.
Get me out, take this weight.
You'd fall under my pressure.
Pain coming from every direction.
There's constant shots to kill.
Even death won't offer an embrace.
Get me out, take this weight.
You'd fall under my pressure.
Pain coming from every direction.
There's constant shots to kill.
Even death won't offer an embrace.
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