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Full of grief I scream at the wind
Thought I heard the words of others
Imprison myself and stay in a shell
I won't let you in to have a story to tell
Things tend to drag me down
Don't understand so they hate me now
My fear grips the will of stone
My grip fears, I'll die alone
(Full of grief)
I promised myself somewhere in the teenage life
I'd never submit to the ones I will not be like
Live in a hole, but stay close to my kind
Cause they understand what burns in my mind
I still feel incomplete
Friends are few and far between
My fear grips the will of stone
My grip fears, I'll die alone
My fear grips the will of stone
My grip fears, I'll die alone
My fear grips!
My fear grips!
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