| Wicked seeds of desperation
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| Who’d ever dream that this memory would come back?
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| Evil deeds that breed temptation
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| I close my eyes but I cannot relax
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| I can’t assume to know his reasons
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| I can’t attempt to put a name upon his face
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| Empty eyes I see the demon
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| Well, If I could, I would leave this place, cause…
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| Part of me doesn’t even care
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| Part of me wasn’t even there
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| Another wave to crash around me
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| A pulling current that brings me to my knees
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| Where was I during the beating?
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| Separation of body and mind and…
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| Part of me doesn’t even care
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| Cause part of me wasn’t even there
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| I can still see his face,
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| The lines upon his face
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| And if could erase the hate
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| That breeds this nightmare…
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| How was I to know,
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| A child of twelve years old?
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| A hollow seed,
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| And I could be
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| Whatever I
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| Want to be…
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| I can be, I can be,
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| I can be whatever, whatever, whatever
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| Want to be
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| (But if you tell me…)
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| (Liar, liar, liar, how dare you take my life?)
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| Part of me doesn’t even care
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| (Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?)
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| Cause part of me wasn’t even there
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| (Can you take my life?)
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| (Why would you take my life?)
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| Part of me doesn’t even care
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| (Tell me, my life?)
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| Cause part of me wasn’t even there |