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'It' Is In The Air, And It's All Around Me.
'It's' Coming From Everywhere, And There's No Where To Hide.
I Wanna Keep On Running, But It Feels Like Running In Slowmotion, While Everything Else Is Moving In The Speed Of Light.
It's Searching For Something Inside Of Me, But I Don't Know What.
'It' Hurts, And There's Nothing I Can Do To Stop It From Spreading.
'It's' Complicated, because no matter what I do 'It' Won't Get Satisfied.
Now 'It's' Spreding Faster And Faster, Like A Deadly Virus, Til There's No One That's Safe.
When 'It' Come Into Your Body, The Only Thing You Can Do Is To Wait.
'It' Eats You Up From Inside, And You Won't Feel Any Difference Between Hell & Heaven.
'It's' Torturing Me, 'It' Makes You Wanna Take Suicide, Because Then You Can Stop Suffering.
'It's' Killing Me From Inside.
'It's' "LOVE".
//Amy .T.
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