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Who am I
Control my life with your army
Your power and your hate
Hit me kick abuse me with your words
Tell me I'm useless and have no purpose
Tell me to die I'm not worth living
A waste of space God's accident
A thing without meaning
A person without a face
If I were to dissapear
Would that be a blessing
No more freakshow
No more creep
No more emo
No more loser
No more hate
Stupid, useless
Dead to the world
Just kill me now
Then all be happy
No more sorrow
No more pain
Finally I'm alone
Out of this world
And into my own
Your power and your hate
Hit me kick abuse me with your words
Tell me I'm useless and have no purpose
Tell me to die I'm not worth living
A waste of space God's accident
A thing without meaning
A person without a face
If I were to dissapear
Would that be a blessing
No more freakshow
No more creep
No more emo
No more loser
No more hate
Stupid, useless
Dead to the world
Just kill me now
Then all be happy
No more sorrow
No more pain
Finally I'm alone
Out of this world
And into my own
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