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Me meh
My dreams are all washed out
The girl I was is a ghost now
What's left of me is falling apart
Ricochetting bullets are the beat of my heart
I'm a collection of acquired tastes
No significance, an utter waste
I'm screaming inside for the silence
My blank stare's begging for violence
There's nothing left to control
Look in my eyes, you won't see a soul
The girl I was is a ghost now
What's left of me is falling apart
Ricochetting bullets are the beat of my heart
I'm a collection of acquired tastes
No significance, an utter waste
I'm screaming inside for the silence
My blank stare's begging for violence
There's nothing left to control
Look in my eyes, you won't see a soul
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