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Here i tap,
Here i smile,
Using my phone
All day night

For with someone i talk
For with whoever i chat
Having a glimpse of sadness
But in replacement of gladness

They are someone i care for
Someone who i love
A missing piece of my life
Wherein i lived and fight

A house of the youth
Who reads in jive
With glee and passion
For they learned for a mission

We are as one,
Gathered up in blunt
Like a home of a child
Who lost in a bite

With a house of strength
With a house of bricks
But with one blink
I cant find it in the rink

Like a balloon in the air
Like a leaf in the pier
Being weak and lifeless
With its strength that become less

All gave up to let it stay
Some stayed sad
Some became glad
Traitors from behind
Wrecking up the house
And i pushed them behind with all my might

I wasnt enough for i was one,
So we stand there watching our home be gone
I cry and sniff
To watch my home go away in stiff

Is there still hope?
For it to be back?
All the memories that is cherished?
Will it be found?
All these questions swirling around
I cant stop it with the annoying sound

The sound of evil
The sound of weakness
Pushing us behind with our wrecked house in blindness

I must say goodbye
Oh my dear house
Filled with glee but ashes in mouth
I was down in the dumps
When i heared the whereabouts
But this is my fate,
To leave my place
For we lost to our evilmate