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I am not the same anymore |
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A sadness reveals a mind shaken |
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The pieces of a core that's broken |
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By an intense |
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Inner suffering |
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And I want nothing |
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How clear must I be |
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What you have |
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What you are |
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I want nothing from you |
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I will use my throat to insult you |
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I will use my hands to rip you apart |
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I will use my eyes to watch your face |
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During this process |
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Someone will hurt |
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Should we decide to talk about morals |
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Should we decide to talk about the truth |
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Then let us step backwards and expose ourselves |
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Such a waste of time |
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Yet it is unavoidable |
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For you |
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My downfall is needed |
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For me |
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A decision is wanted |
