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fightin for nothing no more peace and love just paper revolution but of course i write up everything nothing left alive to hate fighting for nothing no more gettin through just for the fun of it there are no answers to my questions i know because i live on both sides of the mirror dont wanna elbow my way cold crazy or connected. its not just survival. you cant make me dont call me hysterical if i feel that fear realityn is relative dont sneer fear is my security fierceneâs is my might my senses they`re sharpened unrest is my price just take a look in my face take a look at my fear its the pain that counts and you cant make me!