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We chase misprinted liesWe face the path of timeAnd yet, I fightAnd yet, I fightThis battle all aloneNo one to cry toNo place to call homeOooh...oooh...Oooh...oooh...My gift of self is rapedMy privacy is rakedAnd yet, I findAnd yet, I findRepeating in my headIf I can't be my ownI'd feel better deadOooh...oooh...Oooh...oooh...
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