| I’m getting younger every day
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| Every fading day, world
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| How could you possibly explain
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| My hatred of you
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| Don’t want to sleep
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| An empty eye
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| That look at me when I despise
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| Go anywhere, as far away
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| Lie quietly down
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| And die in shame
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| Hysteria — I’m giving my life to you
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| Unknown — It’s all that’s left to do
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| Hysteria — Throwing my life away
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| Unknown — For you to rip ways
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| Hysteria — Make me okay
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| And do you recall
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| That we used to walk around in the very central point of this world
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| And shall I recall
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| Well the feelings felt, the force to the sun
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| Might I say
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| It’s sometimes good to know that you’re insane
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| Might I say
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| I get the feeling I could be the same
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| Hysteria — I’m giving my life to you
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| Unknown — It’s all that’s left to do
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| Hysteria — I’m throwing my life away
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| Unknown — For you to rip ways
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| Hysteria — Make me okay
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| Hysteria, hysteria, hysteria
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| I am divided every day
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| Every night to day, should
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| Oh should I not choose to explain
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| My hatred of you
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| That living me
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| That talking me
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| That hear the cry
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| I would be free
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| To anyway as far away
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| Lies quietly sound
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| Whose dying shame
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| Hysteria — I’m giving my life to you
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| Unknown — It’s all that’s left to do
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| Hysteria — I’m throwing my life away
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| Unknown — For you to rip ways
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| Hysteria — Make me okay |