I did it again
Every time my soul bangs its head
I sing and soar
My flesh hurts
But my thoughts avoid death
I keep smiling and
And hurt his ego
Ignoring the nasty nights of his devilish aims.

I did it again
Every time my soul bangs its head
I sing and soar
My flesh hurts
But my thoughts avoid death
I keep smiling and
And hurt his ego
Ignoring the nasty nights of his devilish aims.
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