Pain, I guess it's a matter of sensation
But somehow you have ways of avoiding it all
In my mind I have shot you and stabbed you through your heart
I just didn't understand, the ricochet is the second part
'Cause you can't hide what you intend
It glows in the dark
Once you've sought the path of revenge
There's no way to stop
And the more I try to hurt you the more that it hurts me
Strange, it seems like a character mutation
Though I have all the means of bringing you fuckers down
I can't make myself to destroy upon command
Somehow forgiveness lets the evil make the loss
No, you can't hide what you intend
It glows in the dark
Once we become the thing we dread
There's no way to stop
And the more I try to hurt you the more it backfires
The more that it backfires
The more that it backfires

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