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I got a pocket full of scars
An empty broken heart
I´m left alone
Well there´s a rumble in my brain
I put the needle in my vain
To get me out of here
There´s no beliefs, for what I seen
This aint a place where I belong
But I carry on
I walk the street of lights
From dusk till down, before my fall


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