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My mind that you controlled
Is one of those incomplete things
That cant be taken back
There's no point in bothering
No point in trying
No point in putting in wasted effort
Don’t keep up that fake smile
I don’t want to hear your twisted lies
I'm unfeeling to your emotion
Why don’t we just pretend that I'm dead?
There's no point in me living
No point in me wasting precious breath
No point in me at all