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My life is trusted to myself |
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No hope, no fear, nothing around here |
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I care no more for things that I adore |
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You don't pray for God's help any more |
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I hate you and me and the whole world |
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Zero attraction for mankind's infection |
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Always taking shortcuts |
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A signatory with a broken hand |
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I keep my eyes shut when you want me to see |
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I keep my mouth shut when I don't want to speak |
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And if you try to touch me and I run away |
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You get cross, as you cannot feel my pain |
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I keep my eyes shut when you want me to speak |
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I keep my mouth shut when I don't want to see |
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And if you ask my questions and expect an answer |
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You get cross, when I don't waste futile words on you |
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Polarising separation |
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Serving poisonous mushrooms for dinner |
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Trapping myself without your fervour |
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I'm changing victims every hour |
