Welcome to my wonderful world of pain and Let me myself, my name is Tragedy The kind that sneaks into your bedroom, late at The kind that an airplane crash, while it's in flight
I'm the of stress that'll make your heart skip a beat The type that you hungry and homeless on the street The kind that makes you spin CD Rom I took the life from your body your spirit is gone
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