your phony tears don't make me cry
(jetzt ich bin voll, lass mir jetzt schreien)
i feel all blood in my young hands
i will tease you till howlow ends.
so, i am monster from outside,
it is my type, it is my pride.
but nevermore. let stop me time,
see foolish prisoner alive.
it's your reflection for awhile.
your desert close;
upset;
der Freie!
unintended
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