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I'm fighting with two sides of myself

That walk on a tightrope

They want answers that I don't know how to answer

And everything that I am loses control

I move through currents without direction

And dodge rules that make no sense

It's a trap that I fall into again

It's a memory disguised as forgetfulness

Sometimes I seek to feel complete

In this world that is already broken

And like a cloud, I hold myself up

Between air and spilled water

I'm stuck in an endless abyss

A hole with no way out

It's a place that doesn't want to let me go

That is no place

That is no place

Even though I keep fighting with both parts of myself

Dying, killing, escaping, I came out

The rope trembling, I didn't fall

Let them ask, I answer by singing

Breaking currents, going up, going down

Breaking the rules, the traps stay watching, memories, forgetfulness

Evil lurking, they can't lie to me, I've been there already

I have mistakes to complete

More questions to answer

More places to be

More hells to protest

More abysses between me and myself

But there's no time to stumble anymore

I lock the bad things away

I'm a warrior and if necessary, I'll fight without a sword

I have my armor ready and my words recharged

We sweep against everything, negative thoughts can't stop us

I want the crown raised, the enemy is watching

But daddy, there's no move, much less prepared

I can perceive the fear, it shows in their gaze

But looking at the enemy, I'm seeing my own face

Even though I keep fighting with both parts of myself

Dying, killing, dying, killing

Yeah, with both parts of myself

Even though I keep fighting, with both parts of myself

From my part, I control the parts of myself, but apart from me

If my part breaks, it's so that the other part doesn't separate from me

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