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All these years, all I want is to escape this hell
To escape this torture you're giving me daily,
Just because you can't put your shit together

But now, I got my wings back Which were tied to you all these days
And I deserve a life to live
Just like everyone else who're bornt to live

Yet here I'm now, back at your front door
Ready to relive all those years of hell again
After all you're the one who gave me birth!

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