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It's a self-portrait |
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Painted with your blood |
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Revealing your darkest thoughts |
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Claiming yourselves to be the victims, |
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Victims that you are not |
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Empty feelings filling your empty shell |
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Of a self-centered existence |
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A distorted vision of your reality |
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A reality you deny |
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And each sunset brings a darker day |
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And people are all the same |
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Claiming yourselves to be the victims, |
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Victims that you are not |
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Erase all the lust |
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Break down all will |
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Glorified defeatist |
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Amputated left hand |
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Scared of what you might find? |
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Dig out what's deep inside |
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Sermons and false sympathy |
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This life suits you well |
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Empty feelings filling your empty shell |
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Of a self-centered existence |
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A distorted vision of your reality |
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A reality you deny |
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And each sunset brings a darker day |
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And people are all the same |
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Claiming yourselves to be the victims, |
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Victims that you are not |
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Scared of what you might find? |
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Dig out what's deep inside |
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Sterile and virgin |
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This death suits you well |
