Born in 1900, born to be a man
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My smile is my disguise, but inside angry and sore
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I think I might go crazy, I am feeling kind a weak
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I want to be alone, I am ready for death
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I press the knife into my wrist
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And I hear my blood pour out
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[Chorus]
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As the stars come out
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Need to meet a god
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I am lost in my own world
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There is nowhere to hide
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No hope in my life
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I like to taste pain
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My fear is your fear
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There is nowhere......nowhere to hide!
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Once again I'm praying, 'cause I'm looking for a god
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I need someone to trust, I try to clear my mind
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I need some time to think, my mind is going blank
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Like a tear down on my face, I am on a road to death
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Depression - Part 2
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| Invictus |
