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beast
the beast inside my head
will not stop until i'm dead
it haunts me in the night
i never see the light
i keep looking for the door
trying to find my way
back to the place i was before
i have lost the will to live
i have nothing left to give
the lies have grown old
but the truth is so cold
no matter how hard i try
this beast will never die
i am just a prisoner here
of my own fear
there is nothing more for me
i need the end to set me free
will not stop until i'm dead
it haunts me in the night
i never see the light
i keep looking for the door
trying to find my way
back to the place i was before
i have lost the will to live
i have nothing left to give
the lies have grown old
but the truth is so cold
no matter how hard i try
this beast will never die
i am just a prisoner here
of my own fear
there is nothing more for me
i need the end to set me free
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