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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“I was blown away. What could I say? It all seemed to make sense. You've taken away everything and I can't deal with that ...”
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