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Quiet, I'm thinking it's kind of difficult |
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I can't hold up the conversationit's difficult to sympathizemy need to resuscitate intensifiesthe bolt thrust sharp right between my eyesinside |
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I crumble, perishing, intentionally, explicitlythere's nothing |
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I can dothere's nothing |
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I can donothing |
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I can do4, 3, 2, 1, boom explosionsdeep inside my headit feels as if a tank just ****ing tore apart my insidessometimes |
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I wish that |
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I was deadit's me who's ping ponging back and forthacross this empty space |
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I'd rather be slammed by twothan to take anymoreso what's the useso what's the use(so what's the use?) |
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I never said |
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I'd take you down therenever said |
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I'd see it throughyet shit just happens |
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I'll never know what ****ing hell has put me through |
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I guess that |
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I deserve the beatingthe kind that's not intentionalwhy must |
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I do only things that please methere's definately no escape |
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I'm caught |
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Oh No![I'm caught, Caught in the middle] |
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Oh No![I'm caught, Caught in the middle] |
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Oh Oh No![I'm caught, Caught in the middle] |
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Oh No![I'm caught, Caught in the middle] |
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Oh Oh No![I'm caught, Caught in the middle] |
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Oh No[I'm caught, Caught in the middle] |
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Oh No![I'm caught, Caught in the middle] |
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Oh Oh No![I'm caught, Caught in the middle] |
