I feel your arms crawling over me As though i am something more than me But i dont have anything good enough to say I did not make myself this way Ill show you what he did But I wont take the credit Its not mine anyway I just held a pen that day And i dont deserve this Its too late now Its not something for which i can take the blame And i dont deserve this It wasnt me I cant take the glory for something i cant create And i dont deserve this I know what perfection is like And i can not stand before its might And im so far from what you think that i must be I just throw myself at mercy Ill show you what he did But i wont take the credit Its not mine anyway I just held a pen that day And i dont deserve this Its too late now Its not somethingf for which i can take the blame And i dont deserve this It wasnt me I cant take the glory for something that i cant create And i dont deserve this Its too late now Its not somethingf for which i can take the blame And i dont deserve this And all the art that i supposedly create Is simply a faded reflection Of something hes already made Cause i dont deserve this Its too late now Its not somerhing for which i can take the blame And i dont deserve this It wasnt me I cant take glory for something i cant create I dont deserve this I dont deserve this
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