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Şarkı Sözleri Question marks In my head My mouth cried And my eyes bled I streched my thoughts Put them on the rack In a mind so dark It's almost black Strategy <i>[2] These distorted, contorted Ideas of mine Are telling me something I think it's a sign Hidden meanings Found deep within Brought fourth With the tip of a pen Then all these thoughts Are on display Part of my lifetime Strategy Strategy <i>[2]