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Dont tell this girl
Think about another world
Of sounds in red
The sky and its dead
Paranoid delusions
The curse, the fate
Coming from the human race
The curse, the fate
There's nothing you can take
Dont tell this girl
Think about another world
Of sounds in red
The sky and its dead
You're right inside
Born not and taken
And when you've forgotten
You realize
The shine of your life
The light of the knife
Now it's no knife
Sorry but it's alright
You choose what a name paranoid
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