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The Controller That I Call "Function"
In a world of corrupting minds
A dark destroying shadow follows behind.
Behind the lies,
behind the eyes.
Behind the weakness of ones soul.
Behind you very own mind in which you have no more control.
Crashing into a world of destruction.
Captured by the controller that I call Function.
A dark destroying shadow follows behind.
Behind the lies,
behind the eyes.
Behind the weakness of ones soul.
Behind you very own mind in which you have no more control.
Crashing into a world of destruction.
Captured by the controller that I call Function.
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