It's been like this from the startOne piece after another to make my heartYou mistake the game for being smartStand here sell this and hit your markBut the sound of the steel and the crush and the grindIt all screams who am I to decide my lifeBut in time it all dies there's nothing left insideJust rusted metal that was never even mineI would screamBut I'm just this hollow shellWaiting here,
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