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For inflicting pain is my great treasure |
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Trap the rabbit in its hole |
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&& she said "I'm not afraid to love, I'm adraid of not being loved back" |
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Rise from the depths of The Pit |
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&&a mouth that attempts to speak |
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I can be your Cinderella, you can be my Peter Pan |
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& there will always be those |
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Even after all this time, |
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Confused about who i am, |
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I'm taking my time |