One small favor is all you ask for me to show you I know you can't handle it so why do I oblige? In the beginning it was what you wanted How easy it seemed for you to enjoy High on the power of nothingness I just waited for you to come down And you did, full of rage Now you're through with me You think now someone else can help You lived through my nightmare Ready now to try someone's dream Knowing now what I said in the beginning It's a cold empty desert When left standing alone in the middleBirth sign: Not entered
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