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talks about it all the time, it's a sickness he says, so sure all the time, he hates it, and i honestly believe him, so sure all the time, maybe the one who screams the most, screams about himself, fed up of giving up, clean cup please drink up, he sees it's eating him up, it's the price he pays, but it's not even worth a dime, so scared that people may find out, he is what he hates, so scared all the time, this is his naked inside, piece by piece he's trying to build a ladder, for him to fall from, every time he climbs, he condemns their actions, so that no one will suspect, that he's the victim for his own crime, this is his darkness, in which he will stand, this is his naked inside, alone in a desert land, and i'm a coward, shut my eyes and concentrate, on my shell, on soap and shower, oh god how i want to tell the world, but i hesitate, so why don't i have the guts to tell you he's me?

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Artist: blindside