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That?s where my soul is worn Tattered and torn That?s when I was born Tattered and torn I broke away from me Tattered and torn I knocked me to my knees Tattered and torn I drink my own cells Tattered and torn A decomposing well Tattered and torn Roaches in my head Tattered and torn I become the living dead Tattered and torn Tearing myself apart from the Things that make me hurt |
