Mad slaughter

Personal winter

Mad slaughter
Deep depressions 're riding me
Tear my mind apart
Don't want to o back to the start

Time has taken, time has gone
There's no turning back
I reach the point of no return

Looking back seems helpless
Lack of self confidence
Trapped in a net of feelings
Laying dumb in my bed

I've got my personal winter
I've got my personal cut

Hate-love, peace-war
Right is wrong and good is bad
Don't know when it's over
No time to look ahead

I've got my personal winter
I've got my personal cut

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