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All the sudden, shivering
With the knife thought I've thrown away
Penetrated my palms
A poorly written
A poorly sinning
All this becomes
Poison I've ridden
No you're not, you decide all the stuff
Take the knife, soulless
Before it takes you
A poorly written
A poorly sinning
Nothing changes
But what about all the social environments
Surround me?
Holding relationships
I screwed up
Yes it is
They decide all the stuff
They took the knife, soulless
Before you take it