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They try so hard to break me
What did I do to deserve the pain?
They want me to die, they think they can make me
They think they have something to gain
In reality, what didn't i do to deserve this?
And now I get to observe this
Stabbing of my heart with a knife
Oh, should I just take my own life?
No, that will show them they've won
And I know that my life is not yet done
Even after all I've done wrong
I feel I really must go on
No matter what they say
I'll keep living day after day
They want me to die
They want my mind restless
But they'll never see me cry
My strength leaves them breathless
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