| Come and stand in front of me
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| I want to tell what I’ve been through
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| I want you to hear my pain and misery
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| And cry with me
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| I want to punch your face
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| And catch you when you fall
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| I want to get rid of the thoughts
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| That hurt inside us all
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| I want to grab your neck
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| I want to shout in your face
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| I want to spit
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| This life I want to quit
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| To get rid of the thoughts
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| To get rid of you
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| To get rid of me
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| I’m here to show you all
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| Don’t you dare to hide now
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| This ride will hurt a lot more than you think
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| A lifetime of sorrow in me
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| And an eternally haunting past, immeasurable cruelty
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| The emerging hopeless rays of daylight
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| Cut through the freezing cold outside
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| Recognition of the defeated past
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| I hate you, I wish you’d be dead
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| Everything I have lost and I daydream your death
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| Everything I wanted and everything I had, you stole it
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| And if you changed even the whole past
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| You broke me, I see all falling apart
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| You just let everything happen
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| And you made me hate myself |