| She told me don’t let them in. You’re a copy of a copy
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| She told me don’t come again. |
| This is awful. |
| This is all wrong
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| Now I feel it coming back again. |
| Slide down the walls, on the floor
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| Oh, I’ll pretend this isn’t happening this time
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| She told me, stop listening to the voices, and what they said
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| She told me don’t fall again. |
| I am wretched, I am loathed
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| She told me, don’t kill the villains
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| The pain is not escaping
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| She told me, don’t kill the villains
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| Just let them feast on their own perfection
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| She told me, don’t kill the villains
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| The pain is not escaping
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| She told me you cannot stay
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| But I’m stable. |
| I’m okay
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| I said it, we all regret it. |
| Now this room is cold and spinning
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| Give us cause to keep them breathing again this time
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| She told me don’t let them in
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| You’re a copy of a copy |