And the impression of my self machine
The word was spoken and it was foreseen
Now we're too well too bothered in between
A pixel lost on my computer screen
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Ooh, I'll be the one who'll break my heart
I'll be the one to hold a gun
I know more than I knew before
I know more than I knew before
I didn't rest, I didn't stop
Did we fight, did we talk?
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