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You wish me any pain, the whole night through |
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Force out the imitations, it's my strife |
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The bright light will spread again, everyone wakes up |
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And that dazzles their eyes, you're lost in that world |
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So you've sucked up your will, modesty and strength |
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There is just fucking trash in your head |
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You wish me any pain, the whole night through |
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Force out the imitations, it's my strife |
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You always work against me, draw me to your side |
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It's so hard for me to keep on staying honest |
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But I'm always trying it, I'll rise up someday |
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The taste of underdog in your face, go, it's my strife |
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You wish me any pain, the whole night through |
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Force out the imitations, it's my strife |
