| You tried to take it all away
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| My innocence, a simple gift these perfect images
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| A fuzzy glimpse into a world of pain and purulence
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| I felt gracious, you said we’d make this a memory
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| Little did I know that this was all a fallacy
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| Slicing and maiming
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| I’m not the first nor the last to be subject to this ignorance
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| Cutting, replacing
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| I let the man in the white coat torture me with laser pokes
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| I was blind but now I see
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| Their souls are dark and empty
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| With their crooked minds, empty hearts and foolish pride
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| They have dug thir graves and now I will take back what’s mine
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| Slicing and maiming
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| I’m not th first nor the last to be subject to this ignorance
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| Vision lost, pain induced, paper noose
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| Rendered less, death impressed
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| They will never get the best of me
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| Vision lost, pain induced, forcing growth from a paper noose
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| I had been rendered less, death impressed
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| They will never get the best of me
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| I was blind but now I see
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| Their souls are dark and empty
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| With their crooked minds, empty hearts and foolish pride |
| They have dug their graves and now I will take back what’s mine
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| You tried to take it all away
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| My innocence, a simple gift and my perfect images
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| Molded by the trauma, build from clay to stone
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| Molded by the trauma, build from clay to stone
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| I was blind but now I see
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| Their souls are dark and empty
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| With their crooked minds, empty hearts and foolish pride
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| They have dug their graves and now I will take back what’s mine |