Ruined Families - Pedestal

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[ilianazorn]

My head is the place where the city crosses
 like beauty found in the darkest corners
 The shades of grey that we share with the buildings 
 leaving everything in the middle
 Years spent in search of identity 
 Without a conscience and without a memory 
 Do i shape my life or my life shapes me?
 And i can see my friends
 they are all here
 But they look sadder
 We repeat the same day with another name
 Pain is addicted to pain
 We repeat the same day without a change
 Pain is addicted to pain
 I have no name