a c t - the diary lyrics
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use my grains for blending voices
bigs among his birds is flying
all of this was quite accepted
now their skin they were affected
just on eleven and now she’s going on twelve
no one can see
she must be one in hundred millions
a mind so tall and torned and wreckful
what have you done with this poor girl
you made her believe that nothing’s sacred
a conscience is lost
voices tell me i am in need
see the people in pain into bleed
for nigh a trice they never say
a knife can kill and now she missed it
just on eleven and now she’s going on twelve
no one can see
she must be one in hundred millions
a mind so tall and torned and wreckful
what have you done with this poor girl
you made her believe that nothing’s sacred
a conscience is lost
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