I don't know what's right and what's real anymore, and I don't know how I'm meant to feel anymore. When do you think it will all become clear? Cause I'm being taken over by the fear... Forget about guns and forget ammunition, cause I'm killing them all on my own little mission. Now I'm not a saint but I'm not a sinner. Now everything's cool as long as I'm getting thinner.
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