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This all seems so strange.
How did you manage to get his all arranged...
As things go down my throat,
you're the only one i can seem to blame...
It is when i have hit rock bottom that all these...
Oh yes, it is you, the one i really, really, want...
As you walk in her room, the mirror awaits her.
As she stands in front of it, she hates the person...