| In what mindset does our character lie?
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| If the stitches that bind the fabric of our soul shrivel up and fall to pieces
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| Can one say with absolute certainty
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| That he who was once filled with noble virtues
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| Might suddenly be converted into a monster so beguiling
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| That even his own shadow cowers in fear?
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| I have become that creature
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| A charming, vulgar, silhouette of my former self
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| This-guised among you as one of your peers
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| Waiting for that perfect moment to reach out and procure your soul
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| If you cannot view the intentions of a man by the look in his eyes,
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| two single heart beats after your first encounter
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| Then you have no business calling yourself a queen
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| I know that some of you may balk
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| Yet some may find the earnestness of your creation
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| The sky will open up and you will indeed be able
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| To observe a brand new world right before your very eyes
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| I have already given you my permission to shag
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| And it’s my hope that you have used that permission to your advantage
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| Ladies and gentleman, what more can I say?
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| I woke up in a city unfamiliar, I did so out of fear
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| On the ground lay my insides
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| I picked up the courage, determination and forgiveness
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| From that pitiful bloody mess
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| To find myself and to discover the truth… |