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So here it goes again |
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Your a cold, empty poisonous smile.. |
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On a mind f**cking merry go round |
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She tells me how it goes; |
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Flinch |
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We are the generation hand picked to bleed |
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Are drugs an escape for you precious? |
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We never really move on |
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The rain is so loud tonight |
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From the first day we met |