| Waiting blindfold for messages untold
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| The feelings is suffocating
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| The scheming mistress ignoring
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| Her own hosted one
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| Constantly gasping capturing ceiling
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| The rumours so mesmerizing
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| The weakening mistress is needing
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| Her will to be done
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| I keep my grieving to myself
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| I even fake my heart’s glee
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| In my chamber I’m alone
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| Are my dreams to kill for?
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| I keep my distance my hate will grow
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| I never let them know…
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| Eyes are piercing, bones are aching
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| Prowling: her satisfaction
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| Grasping, paralyzing
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| Their lives will be mine
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| Horrendous feelings is so rewarding
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| Awareness is worth waiting
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| Secretly ended lives will be blended
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| In my insane mind
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| I keep my grieving to myself
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| I even fake my heart’s glee
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| In my chamber I’m alone
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| Are my dreams to kill for?
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| I keep my distance my hate will grow
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| I never let them know…
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| I keep my grieving to myself
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| I even fake my heart’s glee
|
| In my chamber I’m alone
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| Are my dreams to kill for?
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| I keep my distance my hate will grow
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| I never let them know…
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| In my chamber I’m alone
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| Are my dreams to kill for?
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| I keep my distance my hate will grow
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| I never let them know… |