Pretend

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There isn't any justice in the world
No mercy for the weak
No solace for the broken
Turn the corners of your soul
You will find no pity
Bleed empty on the floor
You will find no rescue
Bare your teeth
White lies
Who will see who will know
You will succeed you will overcome
And only you will know the emptiness in your soul

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