In this everlasting battle of life,
I'm a wounded soldier, unable to cope up with the strife.
I see my comrades fight,
No one but I myself have to be my knight.
Love was but a game,
It set me to flames,
I needed water, I needed to live,
I needed the support which people refused to give.
And now I'm just a song unsung,
A wounded soldier without a weapon.
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