Through restriction and repetition I'm growing old
And it doesn't feel like this
Everyone doesn't know what they really can do
No one is like you
No one is a god and nobody's like you
No one is a god and nobody likes you
She's got a car crash for a soul Through restriction and repetition I'm growing old And it doesn't feel like this Everyone doesn't know what they really can do No one is like you No one is a god and nobody's like you No one is a god and nobody likes you Explain Request ×
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