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Het spookt in mijn koppeke

I look in the mirror and guess what I see
A baby blue eyed spirit who seeks your everything
My mind is chaotic, unless I choose to be free
Sometimes I just can't help myself, sometimes I just can't help myself

My mind is dangerous, that's who I'll always be
My mind is dangerous, that's who I'll always be

Hideous devastations, lifeless serenity
My abstract emotions, somehow, get the best of me
Lord take away my sorrow, Lord take away my pain
Erasing life tomorrow, ain't the motive to the game

My mind is dangerous, that's who I'll always be
My mind is dangerous, that's who I'll always be

Erasing life tomorrow ain't the motive to the game
Erasing life tomorrow ain't the motive to the game