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Go!
I can, in every way
Mistake the pain I feel inside
It comes to me
Evil thoughts is creeping through my mind
Who are you to say?
That I can\'t speak what\'s on my mind?
It runs away
It\'s so predictable
I can, in every way,
Feel the stress that tangles up inside
Too blind to see, ...
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