Better to hate, then to be hated
Better free of emotions, then devastated by them
Better safe then sorry
To be alone on judgement day
No hand to hold
No tears to cry
What good is a life, with no one to share?
Fear of what has been
Fear of what might be
Together we can beat it, you and me
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