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who was that man
i'd like to shake his hand
(before i punch his lights out)
because he gave our wonderful petunia
in all her pieces of glory
to all of us!
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i tear my heart open
i sew myself shut
my weakness is
that i care too much
the scars remind me
the past is real
i tear my heart open
just to feel
~Papa Roach
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