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we're not real you tell me,
we're nothing you tell me,
i'll break you, you tell me,
i'll be a figure of your imagination soon you tell me,
but let me tell you,
soon I will be your greatest memory,
i'll be a knife to chop you to shreds,
i knew were were nothing,
no but i'm more real than you'll ever be

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