| There’s the way, yet you sit tight. |
| You will not know what I’ll describe:
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| A state of mind, you are in, called ignorance, the mother of sin.
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| Your inner demon makes you blind. |
| Self-satisfaction blocks your mind.
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| How many times you droped a brick, but you don`t care a pap for it.
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| And no one has done anything to you.
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| And no one has done anything to you.
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| Full of fret, full of hate — the things you say, the things you do.
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| A lot of pride circulates. |
| Your little demon talks to you.
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| Full of fret, full of hate — the things you say, the things you do.
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| A lot of pride circulates. |
| Your little demon talks to you.
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| And no one has done anything to you.
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| And no one has done anything to you.
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| How can I tell you, that I hate you? |
| You’re hating yourself.
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| How can I tell you, that I like you? |
| You need no one.
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| Here is my helping hand. |
| Don’t turn down, I offer it just once. |
| I offer it just
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| once.
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| How can I tell you, that I hate you? |
| You’re hating yourself.
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| How can I tell you, that I like you? |
| You need no one.
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| Here is my helping hand. |
| Don’t turn down, I offer it just once. |
| I offer it just
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| once.
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| You’re hating yourself.
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| You need no one.
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| I offer it just once. |