It's me I hate, not you at all
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I am my own medicine,
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Turned into a poison.
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I think I gave you a lot,
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And not enough... I know
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Tortured myself, same as you,
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Without losing my sanity.
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Where's my applause?
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I see no reason to live in Hell.
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How can life make me feel so incomplete?
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I had a weakness and my walls came down
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My tears won't reach the ground.
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Burn my new wound.
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I know I cannot feel regret for anything
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If I was numb, I'd end this once and for all
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I feel the burn, still...
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I cannot face this day, my guards are down
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I cannot love myself... weak, sad clown.
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I see myself, in fading colors,
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I see no hope there, where I always used to...
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I fear your words, the things they mirror.
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Maybe that is all I am, just a reflection... please help me...
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I see no reason to live in Hell,
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When you smile, you make me feel incomplete.
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But it's all ending, the clock's rewinding,
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We don't mean anything to me.
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You think I killed this silence for us to make things right.
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The words are loaded, once connected,
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One torso, one head,
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One solid reason, the pain!
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If love's the neck, kept us together, and apart...
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Now it's broken!
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There is no cast, no salvation,
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When it is broken, it will stay that way,
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Believe me when I say this
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I would not if I did not care!
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Tears don't mean anything, if we don't know when we're sorry.
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No one will win today we can't play this game... this way.
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We cannot soar and still stay on the ground,
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Don't wanna see me, hear me, hate me...
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Hate, hate, hate, hate
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Hate, hate, hate, hate!
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Jealousy's a phantom,
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Something that was never, ever meant to find me,
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But now its pale green eyes have destroyed everything.
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You know how it must hurt, and I know,
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There is nothing you've done to deserve this.
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Apology's a policy,
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Sometimes it really has to be, it's kept me afloat thus far...
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This sure nuf's one nice
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loose noose, perfect times...
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Are we happy in this hell?
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Is there someone who can measure,
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Whose pain is bigger?
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It all has ended, the clock's rewinded.
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We don't mean anything to me.
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You think I killed this silence for you to end the night.
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The words are loaded, unprotected,
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One torso, no head,
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One valid reason, the life's suspended
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If love's the neck that kept us together, and apart...
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Now it's broken...
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There's no cast, no real solution,
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When it is broken, it will stay that way.
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Believe me when I say this
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I would not if I did not care.
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Who needs who, when and what the hell for?
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Who wants to suffer and be hardcore?
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And who's strong enough to peel off the dead skin?
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I cannot face this day, my guards are down...
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The Dead Skin
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| Sonata Arctica |
