| I have become a stranger to my own needs
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| amd desires
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| I look and see things that are not there
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| And 1 ask myself
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| And I ask And I ask And I ask And I ask
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| I say: What is my name?
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| What is my name?
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| What is my name?
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| What is my name?
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| What is my…
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| W hat is your name, darling
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| «W hat is your name, angel
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| What is your name, honey
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| What is your name, baby
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| What is your name, baby
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| What is your name, baby
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| Your name is that of a condemned man
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| Your name is that of a condemned man
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| You have no name
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| We both had knives high school education
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| I WILL NOT BE SEDATED
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| I WILL NOT BE SEDATED
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| I WILL NOT BE SEDATED
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| I WILL NOT BE SEDATED
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| I stuck a knife into his heart and he pleaded
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| with me, and it felt like making love to him.
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| A prisoner cannot be subdued even with a knife at throat.
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| That is why at this time he is a
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| prisoner. |
| It is the essence of being a prisoner
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| today he cannot be subdued, only
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| murdered.
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| I WILL NOT BE SEDATED
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| I WILL NOT BE SEDATED
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| I WILL NOT BE SEDATED
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| I WILL NOT BE SEDATED
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| He cannot be subdued, only murdered
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| He cannot be subdued, only murdered
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| He cannot be subdued, only murdered
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| He cannot be subdued, only murdered
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| You know, murderers got to pay I say,
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| KILL EM in vein
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| KILL EM in vein.
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| Kill him in vein.
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| I CALL YOU,
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| Can we know the truth at last?
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| I CALL YOU,
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| Do you send me dead flowers? |
| I call you,
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| Do you know me now at last? |
| I call you,
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| Do you know my father’s name?
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| I CALL YOU,
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| Before the first breath of angels? |
| I call you,
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| Can’t I make my peace at last?
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| Coddesses before mercy and old age.
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| Take this child up the ladders to the storm.
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| Shave from her soul his reptilian grace
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| And send her to a death beyond temptation
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| How I wish this would all end.
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| How I wish I could walk free in this world
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| And could find my life again,
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| And see and do things that other people do.
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| I don’t see how that would be possible right now, though
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| Too much has happened
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| For too long
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| To me.
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| But you know
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| YOU KNOW:
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| We insects, have learned how to see in the dark.
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| We have committed to memory the palace of despair,
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| And what we see now are
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| Angels! |
| Angels! |
| Angels! |
| Angels! |
| Angels!
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| Dark night, make my bed. |