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I don't feel anything, do you?
The itch inside, I cannot find
A spark in the dark that will tear me up inside
It's not right
Had a hell of a time, I'm suffering in
God my life was a mess
And I will never forget it haunting it
Let the dark do the rest
Sick
Sick
You make me sick
Sick
You make me sick
Hell sent it's best to come for me
Nothing's left, there is no price
Portraits of black hang inside me
Quite divine, they pulse inside
Had a hell of a time, I'm suffering in
God my life was a mess
And I will never forget it haunting it
Let the dark do the rest
On and on, this lucid darkness is filling up my soul
And how can I be all alone here?
Constant ridicule
And I just wanna go
And I just want to see what the future holds
Had a hell of a time, I'm suffering in
God my life was a mess
And I will never forget it haunting it
Let the dark do the rest
You make me sick
Let the dark do the rest
You make me sick
Let the dark do the
You make me sick
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