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Last thing you will ever know. |
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This harlot has found a resting place for every wasted moment |
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Nobody will know that you existed. |
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Death will do you no favors. |
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This is my absolution. |
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This is my liberation. |
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No more desperation. |
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Dead... I've thrown away everything that you are. |
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I belong to a future of my choosing. |
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Every move you've made has been well documented. |
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Your shackles of idiocy won't restrain me. |
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So fear me, fear this. |
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Fear everything you couldn't hold on to. |
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Fear me, fear this. |
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I want the world to see me bury you. |
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So fear me, fear this plague. |
