As the sun starts to set
Time starts to slow down
The night slowly approaches
While everyone settles to sleep
We keep fighting the battle to survive
Even though the weight of the world
Feels like it’s on our backs
We knew for a fact that no one cared
Apathy was confused for empathy
And all the cockroaches gathered
To celebrate the pain of the exiles
But we knew that the pain was temporary
And we kept going forward
As the dark carnival followed behind
It was then you and I would look back
And we would finally smile
That we survived hell
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