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I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar’s chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair Beneath the stain of time
The feeling disappears
You are someone else
I am still right here
What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
Trent Reznor
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