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I've forsaken everything-
Black book and all
And I'm quite ashamed to say
I knew I'd never make it

There's a stranger that's a part of me
Her blood runs through my veins
Reminding me of every step, every miss-step
Every flaw within a plan

I love the way she looks at me
Shinning back through the fragmented glass
I've wasted over this reflection
And wanted to destroy it just the same

Only through pure hate will I be loved