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How can I retsore my mind
How can I restore my life
Nobody is perfec like you
Nobody bite my soul
I'm an tique
For sale, for you
Some is crying in his churc
Hes posses himself
I'm the man in crucifixion
See the blood on my kness
I'm an antique
For sale, for you
When God comes
To the earth
And see the humans criying
He perfer death for you
Benny rotten
