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I'll fade your self away |
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You're just souvenirs after all |
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I just can't make you hang in there |
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I just can't peel you off my skin |
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You won't remember |
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All the pain you caused well |
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Anyway |
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You were claiming to say |
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Here is justice, here is punishment, here in me |
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That never fooled those who listened |
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Until that day when you prooved us wrong |
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The wrong matter, the wrong tools |
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It doesn't matter anymore |
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It never left our heads, not a word, not a whisper |
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All kept secret & self deny |
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We made it sick, we made it wrong |
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To make it beautiful to go through & so painful for you to breath |