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O cut me open count the rings you find let my soul bleed one death at a time feel the warmth of my sorrow Slip between your eyes hear your heart cry out you'll find you were never suprised Some people were born to be bad Some died to be good I live my life to be myself I believe everyone should O cut me open free me from the wrath of my self inflicted hatred of my so called steady path
Caressa
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