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Insecurity my one true friend - My symphony still my requiem
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Tranquility still what I most hate - My philosophy breeds to spite your distaste
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I who am I? What is this place?
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Why am I here? Why am I here?
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My oblivion stands my one true light
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My repulsion has passed my heartaches a blast
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My redemption my hell with which to reunite
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My depression descends now I will arise
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I will follow my hearse to my own funeral
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I will rejoice in it's sadness
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I will rejoice in my loved ones' tears
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I will return back to my mother's womb
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I will rejoice in it's silence - I will rejoice in it's darkness
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I feel loneliness in a crowded room
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My heaven's much like a desert dune
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I cry out no-one hears tears God only knows
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My emotional needs, how much my heart bleeds
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