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I
could
surrender
my
soul;
Shed
the
clothes
that
bey
skin;
See
the
liar
that
burns
within
my
needing.
How
I
wish
I'd
chosen
darkness
from
cold.
How
I
wish
I
had
screamed
out
loud,
Instead
I've
found
no
meaning.
I
guess
it's
time
I
run
far,
far
away;
find
fort
in
pain,
All
pleasure's
the
same:
it
just
keeps
me
from
trouble.