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I, should I know what it feels like This emptiness inside? It becomes me It's such a disease Coursing throughg my veins Erasing everything And like the lightning in the sky That gives light to this paradise I'm making my mark this time Fill me in Make me whole again And then pour me out Pour me out Again and again you win I have to face the facts Nothing I say ever means anything Again and again we bend Until we start to break And if the sky starts to fall Will anyone care at all? Will anyone care at all? Fill me in Make me whole again And then pour me out Pour me out From Letras Mania