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In this farewell there's no blood, there's no alibi. 'Cause I've drawn regret from the truth of a thousand lies. So let mercy come and wash away. What I've done. I'll face myself to cross out what I've become. Erase myself and let go of what I've done. Put to rest what you thought of me. While I clean this slate with the hands of uncertainty.
— What I've Done (song) by Linkin Park
Language: English
Submitted by: Vielle
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