I stepped into a room of clocks that all told different times
I stepped into a mirrored world that mirrored all our crimes
You keep picking at the scab and I'll keep selling the plaster
You keep telling me that I'm bad
But I keep on getting better faster
You hold me down and you hold me up
You can't communicate
You brought me up just to bring me down
I've nothing left to say
I've lost, I've lost my innocence
I've found my self-belief
And in a cup of loneliness
I've found instant relief
You hold me down, you hold me up
Oh Daddy, are we out of luck?
You brought me up to bring me down
You shut...
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