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Got a stone thrown at meCut me deep beside my eyeI just stood very quietlyPuzzled by my sightThere is nothing like it when it strikesThere is nothing like it when it strikesGray lines run through meIt trembled on my skinI just stood there quietlyAnd knew you wouldn't winThere is nothing like it when it strikesThere is nothing like it when it strikes From Letras Mania