He is coming from behind
With the devil on his mind
An he is whispering to me
How things are gonna be
Overwhelming sense of emptiness
So many thing can go wrong
A pattern has been made for me
There is no meaningful existence
Push aside our differences, he said
I’ll show you how to feel again.
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