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Something's hurting me here inside

it feels like tears of rage, of hate

but I see no blood when I stare at the mirror

it has to be something I didn't know, I didn't know

I can't find the reason why my tears gone dry, I guess I'm dead

but how can I still feel something struggling my core?

something I don't know, something I don't know

My eyes are empty, my pain has gone

but still I feel the floor under my feet

it's something I know, I knew

They told me, they told about being empty

but I guess I'm not empty

There's something cutting me deep within

the last thing that probably exists

it hurts a lot, but I can't see what is it

Something I don't know, but I knew

something I didn't know, but I know

guess there are just little pieces

little thin pieces of what's left of my heart