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Blackbirds come back every winter
They bring you this emotional pain
But I have lerned not to fear the sinister
I am immune for this poison rain
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After decenia of constand suffering
I finnaly controll my own mind
I know the things I believe will always win
of all your illusions and lies
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Blackbirds tell me I am stronger
Because in times of sadness and pain
I feel nothing while you suffer
I am immune for this poison rain
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