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You completed me,
I am gettin’ tired.
Mirror shows me
what I am not.
This is my world
where all the pain I’ve done
go to your veins
of shame.
Your mind is mine,
Your heart is gonna die
Without me, yeah!
you are nothing.
Why have you decide it?
Now I’m gonna cry it.
Go away and hide yourself
from me because I will be there,
killing pain that’s in my brain,
drilling always, that’s my brain.
Keep Rockin’
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