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You run, I walk, you run, I walk (You run, I walk, you run, I walk)
You cannot hide I'm always near you
I'm always behind you
You run, I walk, you run, I walk (You run, I walk, you run, I walk)
You cannot hide I'm always near you
I'm always behind you
The noise of my tool is bigger than your scream
Your body is so softy
Cutting it has more sense than to cutting trees
Cutting it has more sense than to cutting trees
Cutting it has more sense than to cutting trees (You run, I walk, you run, I walk)
Cutting it has more sense than to cutting trees (You run, I walk, you run, I walk)
Cutting it has more sense than to cutting trees (You run, I walk, you run, I walk)
Cutting it has more sense... (You run, I walk, you run, I walk)
All your stupid love ends with my own hand
Maybe the sings of your trivial passion
Are still living together in the skin...
All your stupid love ends with my own hand
Maybe the sings of your trivial passion
Are still living together in the skin... of my mask
The noise of my tool is bigger than your scream
Your body is so softy
Cutting it has more sense than to cutting trees
Cutting it has more sense than to cutting trees
Cutting it has more sense than to cutting trees
Cutting it has more sense than to cutting trees
Cutting it has more sense than to cutting trees
Cutting it has more sense...
All your stupid love ends with my own hand
Maybe the sings of your trivial passion
Are still living together in the skin... of my mask
I put my mask on my face
And then I will be the dark
And then I will be the pain
I measure the power of my madness with my mask
I put my mask on my face
And then I will be the dark
And then I will be the pain
I measure the power of my madness with my mask