| Come on, step inside, and you will realize.
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| Tell me what you need, tell me what to be.
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| What’s your vision? |
| You’ll see, what do you expect of me?
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| I can’t lose it… lie.
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| Hate!
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| I sing my words, I’ve thought that dealing,
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| with your life’s dead bodies everywhere.
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| You!
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| Really want me to be a good son. |
| Why?
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| You make me feel like no one.
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| Let me strip the plain, let me not give in.
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| Free me of your life, inside my heart dies.
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| Never had the chief, don’t lay that shit on me.
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| Let me live my… life.
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| Hate!
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| I sing my words, I’ve thought that dealing,
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| with your life’s dead bodies everywhere.
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| You!
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| Really want me to be a good son. |
| Why?
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| You make me feel like no one.
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| You want me to be, something I can never ever be!
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| I sing my words, I thought that didn’t,
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| with your life’s dead bodies everywhere.
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| You!
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| Really want me to be a good son. |
| Why?
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| You make me feel like no one.
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| Dead bodies everywhere! |