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you´re my target, you´re my ticket safe and secure in a hopeless smile. used up one you´re a torch for some, but for me it´s an itch, it´s a pain, it´s a trial wait for your eyes to give it away still looking for something to say your eyes still give it away when you take what you fake you´re just a used up girl living in your useless world you´ve got no faith to speak of, only pain you´re just a sad sad trick when you´re overcome i feel so sick come down, so down, off your hate whichever opiate you like comes to mind whatever demon that you seek you will find just remember that you take the love you fake and so it goes when you live like one. i know what you´re after i feel your suicide
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