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Does it bother you, did it not obey you? |
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Does it anger you, did it not please you? |
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Does it bother you, did it not consider you? |
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Is it killing you, did it not care for you? |
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(I pray) these sores will never heal |
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Come touch with broken skin |
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I pray these wounds will never hurt |
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Come touch this broken skin |
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Did you want to pull the strings? |
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Become the master of all things? |
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And punish this, my gravest sin. |
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Bitter enemy of this, my broken skin. |
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You can never let this go. |
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Your superficial mind torments you so. |
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Bow down and admit defeat. |
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Old, weak and obsolete. |
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(I pray) these sores will never heal. |
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Come touch with broken skin. |
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I pray these wounds will never hurt. |
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Come touch this broken skin. |
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Gone too far, I've gone too far, is this me? |
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I am not me, am I somebody else? |
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I am not me, I wanna be myself |