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Rejection - I'm so used to ithaven't ever felt more sickof this shiny assholeswho talk shit behind my backI guess it's easy when the crowd is against oneand everybody lets you know that you don't belong hereWe won't take shit from youwhich means disgrace to usit takes so much more than innocenceand not knowing to excuse thisFrom this moment on to you I'm out of stoneno more breaking, no more holding backnever again trusting youI will wear this bruises like medalsGive me back the years of torture,the months of pain, the weeks of tearsso I can live again. From Letras Mania