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| | I try To do my best,
To make you, Proud.
You tell me What you want me to know,
So you can mould me Into a fucking robot.
Liar, You want to control my life.
Liar, now feel as I twist the knife,
'cause you don't own me,
you don't own me,
you don't own me.
You want me To fill your life,
'Cause you feel empty Inside.
But I know the pain you caused me,
So I will rise up, and Stand tall.
Fuck you!
You don't control my life,
Fuck you,
So now feel as I twist the knife,
'cause you don't own my life.
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