| I feel poisoned
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| I feel like I’m gonna die
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| I don’t even know
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| Why the fuck I think I am alive
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| I’m a piece of fucking shit
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| & I can tell
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| So I don’t try
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| I don’t care about this praying
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| Cause I won’t live in the sky
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| I’m a muthafuckin demon
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| I can hear them angels cry
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| I used to be a happy kid
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| Now I’m fucked up
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| And I know why
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| I’ve been drinking down these bottles
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| And I feel like im gone die
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| I am so fucking depressed
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| I do not think that I could cry
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| Look into my eyes
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| Everyday I wake up
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| I want to go back to sleep
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| If my life’s a simulation
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| Can you hit delete
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| Staring at the ceiling
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| Hearing voices calling me
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| I Stare inside the mirror
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| See the devil haunting me
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| It’s nothing new
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| This is my life
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| These angels call for me
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| I turn them down
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| Cause I don’t care
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| That’s how it’s gonna be
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| My girl she says she cares
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| But I don’t feel the harmony
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| I keep on drinking
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| But I slowly think it’s harming me
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| It’s seems like everyday
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| All I do is make decisions
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| Sometimes I don’t even know why the fuck I keep on living
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| I walked into a church and burned
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| Because I keep sinning
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| They tell me I should stop
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| But I do not
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| I keep on giving
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| Into to the darkness
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| As it starts to rip my soul apart
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| It’s inspiration
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| And the fuel I need to make this art
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| I am so cold
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| And I do not think that I have a heart
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| I crashed into a church
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| And then I put my car in park
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| Im feeling poisoned
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| I feel like I’m probably gonna die
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| & I don’t even know
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| Why the fuck I am alive
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| I am piece of shit
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| & I can tell
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| So I don’t try
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| I don’t care about praying
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| Cause I won’t live in the sky
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| Staring at the ceiling
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| Hearing voices calling me
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| I Stare inside the mirror
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| See the devil haunting me
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| It’s nothing new
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| This is my life
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| These angels call for me
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| I turn them down
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| Cause I don’t care
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| That’s how it’s gonna be |