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Born Treacherous |
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With defiance and resistance |
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I burn the bridges and their names |
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Will I ever comprehend |
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My own spells and games? |
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Let me keep my world |
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Let me have my slaves |
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They all do wonders for me |
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So I can leave things be |
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Let me keep my world |
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As I'm too blind to see |
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When I lay in bed at night - Wishing well |
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When I pray for recovery - Feeling hell |
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Suffocating in my own filth |
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With no fresh air to inhale |
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Born treacherous! |
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Insanity keeps me away and free |
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From the core of responsibility |
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But once the pace quickens |
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I'll be derived from myself |
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In total mind captivity |
