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Sickness Texte
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I'm cutting away my skin
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I'm washing away the blood
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I find the answer
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I find the answer
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Washing it all away
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No need to hide a thing
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It's over after
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It's over after
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You're twisted
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Hide the knife that's beside you
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What's left in me?
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Well you ought to know
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Well you ought to know
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You've got nothing to say
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'Cause you don't know
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What's left in me
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Sick of the world again
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Kick in the door
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That never seems to open
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It's always broken
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Laughing until the end
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I'm finding a way to kill
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The ever after, the ever after
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You're twisted
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Hide the knife that's beside you now
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What's left in me?
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Well you ought to know
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Well you ought to know
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You've got nothing to say
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'Cause you don't know
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What's left in me
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(Sickness!)
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What's left in me?
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Well you ought to know
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Well you ought to know
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You've got nothing to say
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'Cause you don't know
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What's left in me
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What's left in me?
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Well you ought to know
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Well you ought to know
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Got nothing to say
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'Cause you don't know
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What's left in me
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