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I f^Cocus ^Don the ^Amipain, the ^Conly ^Dthing that's ^Amireal.

The ^Cneedle ^Dtears a ^Amihole, the ^Cold fa^Dmiliar^Ami sting,

try to ^Ckill it^D all a^Amiway, but ^CI re^Dmember every^Gthing.

I ^Cwear this ^Dcrown of ^Amithorns ^Cupon my ^Dliar's ^Amichair,

^Cfull of ^Dbroken ^Amithoughts ^CI can^Dnot re^Amipair.

Be^Cneath the ^Dstains of ^Amitime the ^Cfeeling ^Ddisap^Amipears,

^Cyou are ^Dsomeone ^Amielse, ^CI am ^Dstill right ^Ghere.