Processed, diluted, Virtually unrecognizable I was lost there - no direction A scattered void No more It's over I'm on to you Your evil game The tables have turned I am taking back my soul Tranquilized, Scruntinized Hate injected mind As if internal wounds Wouldn't bleed, wouldn't hurt me I see through your lies Taking back what's mine
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