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Here we go. And what a beautiful sight. If you like your eyes to bleed. Emotionless you attack my nervous system. Like a heartless disease. Anyone you come in contact gets a black, black, plague. Bottles of pills weeks to heal. I wonder if it would be quicker to gash my head open with a crowbar. Where's all the fun kid. And can you see the lines cast down from your reflection. You're not an affection for me. It seems you long since cared for me. What a sad day this is. When words no longer carry meaning to your frozen heart. Don't count on me. To light you a bonfire this is all I have to offer you. Where's all the fun. From Letras Mania