"I'm the voice inside your head, you refuse to hear.
I'm the face that you have to face, mirrored in your stare.
I'm what's left, I'm what's right, I'm the enemy,
I'm the hand that'll take you down, bring you to your knees...
What if I say I'm not like the others?
What if I say I'm not just another one of your plays?
You're the pretender,
What if I say that I'll never surrender?"
Cya.
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