I open up stand here alone Fully revealed totally naked I show you all there is to see I cannot hide anything now These are my knees There are my hands I may be skin I may be bones Nevertheless I am the same As I was then I'm just a man But don't give me your sympathy You know it doesn't mean That much to me So don't give me your sympathy I don't need it anymore Living's like art Like everything else I got my skills I do it well So it feels real Or feels like hell But if it kills I cannot tell But don't give me your sympathy I don't need it anymore That much to me So don't give me your sympathy I don't need it anymore
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