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On the piano you hit the keys Everyone touched with despair Knowing now the world sees A part of you that wasn't there Smash your fingers down on each note Ragefully knowing what comes next Cause there is no longer an antidote It's what you get for impulsive sex Their was a chance you might get bit When you went in you knew it You smell blood but you won't commit Strong murals that are so legit You play music inside your lair Sleeping alone trying not to care Into the dark red sky you gaze a stare A part of you that wasn't there