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What's this in front of me, something there that I can't see

I've lost my faith again, and what I found was battered and broken

and who are you? My friend? You say you'll be here till the end...

Well I'm breaking,  and I cannot bend.

What's this inside of me, someone here that I can't see,

and I'm caught in a web of  lies, and this time I can't set right.

And where are you friend, who swore you'd be here till the end...

well I'm breaking, and I could never bend...

What's this in front of me, something there that I can't see

I've lo

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