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I've got a great choice of career
Staring endlessly into the mirror I've got
A blank look on my face never to ever disappear
Disappear this is my chance
At the mirror this is my chance
At the mirror I find, I see myself in your eyes
Feel your regret, taste your despise
I am immune, still insecure
I've been things that never, ever were
Never were this is my chance at the mirror
Wanting what's behind inside the outside
There's no time to hide curiosities
Outcry to have and to hold to bend
And to mold determine a price prepare to be sold
All is commodity deformities
Oddities exploit the Prodigy to amuse us all
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