| This world’s holding me by the throat
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| Choking my words with nylon rope
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| As I swing in morning brightness
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| Weakened from a war I cannot win
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| Only pills will destroy accidental sins
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| Another rough road to recovery
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| My shadow wrestles the walls while passing
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| By the same existing hall that leads to a place
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| Where worried minds can rest their torment
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| Eternal rage
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| For a sudden change
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| If it’s money you’re after
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| I’m not a wealthy man
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| If it’s power you’re after
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| I’ll give what I can
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| Whose bridge did I burn?
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| Normal living turned disastrous
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| A dark image painted with the desire once lost
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| Through the year of several broken hearts I have caused
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| Revenge has taken its toll
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| Weather stubborn or forgiving every bit of control is yours to operate
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| This illness infects the sense we trust
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| Passion kills not one but all of us
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| As the connection scrambles and crumbles to dust
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| Eternal rage x3 for a sudden change
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| Teardrops from an upset clod
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| Penetrating my open sores
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| Clear needles of salt decide
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| As I painfully wait for a cure |