| You made a monster of me
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| Through all your wicked lies
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| Forever tortured by you
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| Abandoned at death’s door
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| Until I said no more
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| Don’t look away
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| You’re just a former regret of mine
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| And when you want, just look away
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| You’re just a former regret of mine
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| Erasing now
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| You made a rock star of me
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| Gave me this wicked life
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| Paid to be tortured by you
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| A life I now abhor
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| And still I say, no more
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| Don’t look away
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| You’re just a former regret of mine
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| And when you want, just look away
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| You’re just a former regret of mine
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| Erasing now
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| Think over all of the shit in your mind
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| Think over and come to grip with it
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| Think over all of the shit in your little twisted sick mind, all said
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| Think over all of the shit in your mind
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| Think over and come to grip with it
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| Think over all of the shit in your little twisted sick mind
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| When you want, don’t look away
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| You’re just a former regret of mine
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| And when you want, just look away
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| You’re just a former regret of mine
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| Erasing now
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| You made a monster of me
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| Until I said no more
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| Don’t look away
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| You’re just a former regret of mine
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| Erasing now |