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i'm staring straight into the face of hell
you're so close and you can't even tell
i'm so wrapped up inside
because i don't have much to love
horrified i feel from pits unseen
falling off my pedestal of plentiful deeds
as it crumbles down on top of me
i contemplate my lack of love
come and save my soul
before it's not too late
i'm not afraid to admit
how much i hate myself
all these gongs and cymbals ring inside my head
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