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This very day you'll take a last breathe and leave me |
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I've scrubbed myself 'til bleed |
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I cannot make the tiniest mistake, 'cos you'll stab me |
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You turn lambs to murderers |
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What? Who shut the light? |
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My halo used to shine all bright! But now... |
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I've dug out myself in search of worms way deep inside |
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What now? |
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Clean, I can never be |
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Perfection |
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I hunt but will never catch |
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Hypochondria, I make a monster of myself because of forbidden fruit |
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What? Who shut the light? |
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My halo used to shine all bright! But now... |
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I've dug out myself in search of worms way deep inside |
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What now? |
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My halo used to shine |