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Now I'm sitting down on my bed 

I'm slowly getting mad 

From all the mean words once said 

Because no one ever believed me 

When I talked about their destiny 

But in the end you will see 

Im the only one who knows my destiny 

Come, let us sit down on our knees 

Let us decide who we want to be 

Now, fall down on your knees 

You're the only one 

That can decide who you want to be. 

I'm sitting on my knees. 

I'm just who I want to be. 

Only you can decide your destiny.

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