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Your indecency is now exposed |
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a cheap shot at fame is all you have left to show |
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your words still haunt me |
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I'm a ghost to this world |
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I can't honour this life we try to rebuild |
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Coz things just won't be the same |
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from now on |
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All dignity is lost |
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someone throw me a line |
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I can't drown in here |
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as my mortification is filling up to the brim |
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without any care for overflow |
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Coz things just won't be the same |
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from now on |
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You can't mould us into a shape |
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that won't form |
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I can't help help but ask |
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what in the hell possessed you |
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still asking myself |
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who in the hell would obsess about you? |
