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"She Screamed" by BloodyRazor

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A feeling of shallowness,
No rest for those who kill.
Life on the verge of usefullness,
Ends before you carry it out.
You never welcomed life before,
You need to be yourself,
You are your own worst enemy,
They want who you want to be.
They're your best friends,
They try to make you into them,
To fit you have to look like me,
I'm your worst kind of enemy.
I'm you, and who you want to be.



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