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since I was no bigger than a weevil they've been saying I was evil

a constant wave of tension on top of broken trust

the fruit is rusting on the vine

in the rays of the sun, I am longing for the darkness

secured by the hand that set me free

the silence seems so loud (part II)

the silence seems so loud (part I)

you see what you want and try to justify