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Wretched |
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Fatally wounded |
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Save me from myself |
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A tormented mind that nothing can appease |
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A stain on our conscience |
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A tormented mind now running on empty |
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A stain on our conscience |
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A stain on our conscience |
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Help me find my way back to healing |
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Take me to your artificial paradise |
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Feed me the lies I'm dying to hear |
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I need this illusion to make it through |
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Wretched |
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Fatally wounded |
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Save me from myself |
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I need a shoulder to rest my head on |
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Bring me serenity so I can close my eyes; close my eyes on this world |
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Take me to your artificial paradise |
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I need an illusion to hide my insanity |
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Give me, give me the strength I need to carry on |
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The strength to carry on |
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Wretched |
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Fatally wounded |
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Save me from myself |
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A tormented mind that nothing can appease |
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A stain on our conscience |
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A tormented mind now running on empty |
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A stain on our conscience |
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A stain on our conscience |
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Save me... |
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Save me... |
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Save me... |
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Save me... |
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I can stare at the enemy in the mirror's reflection |
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I can stare at the enemy in the mirror's reflection |
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I can stare at the enemy in the mirror's reflection |
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I can stare at the enemy in the mirror's reflection |
