The pain blows up inside my heart
and when I tame my fury and my time
I know they're the same
'Cause while I live, I kill myself
and if I breathe deep, I reach down Hell
where's the piano song you used to play?
what about the cheer? isn't it awake?
wait...
Nobody wanna see
their son's blood or their daughter's
the thing running in my veins is
the bad result of my sick thought
Don't say you are innocent, no no
for me, this is guilt or something else
certainly, you may lie for yourself
but and for the world?
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