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Remember the days when you
Floated lonely through your dark embrace
You couldn't turn your head
If your life depended on it, babe
Many the time the wise man wrote you off for dead
But look at you now
Yeah, look at you now
The steps of the institute
Was the place where you felt the most at rest
Watching you fornicate and imitate
While your fingers bled
You needed a secret pill to shake you out of bed
But look at you now
Yeah, look at you now
Look at you now, you've turned around
Many the time the wise man wrote you off for dead
But look at you now
Yeah, look at you now
Look at you now, you've turned around
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