I will no more cry
Cause I feel nothing at all
My heart had died
It will hurt me no more
You can keep shouting
But I will never care
You can keep misunderstanding
And the pain with my self I will share
I will torture
My self no more
What will I get in return
Except my heart will be tore
I will keep it low
I will keep it deep
With pain my heart will glow
Because it is something I taught my self how to keep
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