| I’m in mood for breaking some rules
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| I’m in shape for beating my ghosts
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| I will bend but never will break
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| Living in the maximum level of pain
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| Part of me, part of my soul
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| Will never cry, never let go
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| And the dark is now descending
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| My inner strength is bending
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| This torture’s everlasting
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| And part of my soul is torn apart
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| Trying to appease this sense of hate
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| This monkey on my back is tough to beat
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| Friends now help me to find my way
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| This dishonour is my bundle to bring
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| Part of me, part of my soul
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| Will never cry, never let go
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| And the dark is now descending
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| My inner strength is bending
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| This torture’s everlasting
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| And part of my soul is torn apart |