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Pieces of me Falling out Into your hell I thought I'd bordered up And when I reach there And when I reach there We were young then Called it a bruise But I'm not ashamed The illness is in you And when I reach there And when I reach there I'll be filled with All the love in me Knowing no prison Will ever make me free Pieces of mе Pieces of me Piеces of me From Letras Mania