
.
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The monsters I see
Are from within me
The darkness looms
My impending doom
The sickness I feel
Can’t tell what’s real
I’ll try to break free
Why won’t they let me be
.
.
.
The monsters I see
Are from within me
The darkness looms
My impending doom
The sickness I feel
Can’t tell what’s real
I’ll try to break free
Why won’t they let me be