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Look at you now
In a bleak room
All dead inside
You can't feel your own torture
The wounds you hide
And when will you learn that
My heart can't take this
And when will you know that
My heart can't take this
You're so pretty when you kill me
Valentine
The poison clears my mind
Oh you kill me when you say it
Out loud
That you want me
Resent yourself
Oh so dolled up
God, you're paranoid
Lament the passion
Lament the boy
You're here to destroy
All dead inside
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