GAMES

LYRIC QUIZ

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Scars on her face, filth in her hair, polution in her eyes, we kill the creature she creates then we wonder why she cries.


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“Give me a reason. Give me a sign. This life I’m living, no it ain’t even mine. This is everything you said you’d save me from… and it’s just begun. It was too much, too soon, too many times...”
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