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- Nobody knows her name, but she is really here.
And her words disappear in her unfame.
She is so kinda strange and she has some secret
She told me, I regret I let her in danger
She feels empty and dissonance hurts
She’s not scary But I’m afraid of her thoughts
She can kill you in your sleep
Till there’s something good in you
The higher you are
The more it will hurt
Another version of thinking
Strange way of world linking
What do I know about you?
Why do I look like demon?
From the day we met each other
When will you unspell my soul?
She feels empty and dissonance hurts
She’s not scary But I’m afraid of her thoughts
She can kill you in your sleep
Till there’s something good in you
The higher you are
The more it will hurt
Another version of thinking
Strange way of world linking