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Intro. You think you know me, don't you? You think you understand the depths of my passion, my pain. But you only see what you want to see, what you allow yourself to see. We're tethered, you and I, by something far stronger and far more destructive than mere love. You are mine, whether you like it or not, and I am your storm, your quiet, beautiful ruin.

Bill Kaulitz

@Avril