The edge

 This isn't important anymore
 When death is just right
 When love complains
 And luck long awaits
 And nothing matters
 When envy hisses
 Nothing literally!
 And I'm going to disappear
 Just me
 When my freedom let me go away
 Then I will tell everyone bye
 And nothing will be
 And every one of them
 I will spit in face
 And you punish them for my sufferings
 All of them I'll win with
 My receivables will be paid
 I will move forward
 I will bounce in the sky
 I will get what I want
 And bent all the rules
 12:00 14.07.03 

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