| I’m on borrowed time for the days I’ve wasted
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| So I chase them down with a glass of hatred
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| Tried to taste the faith but I stuck with the spirits
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| Ingest with haste but I’ll never fear it
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| So come one and come all
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| It’s the greatest attraction your eyes have ever seen
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| We’re going to make a scene
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| Together we’ll watch mankind fall
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| Asleep at the wheel and drive this circus through a goddamn tree
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| Step up and pick your poison there’s so many to choose
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| Let’s gamble with addiction I’m all in I can’t lose
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| I think you’ve got your demons mixed up again
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| Fooled by the lifestyle and the slight of hand
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| If nothing good ever lasts, let’s cheers to oblivion and pour another glass
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| We live in a world of underachievers
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| Content with being comfortable and indirect yet never sober
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| An intellect suffering society’s hangover
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| So step up and pick your poison there’s so many to choose
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| Let’s gamble with addiction I’m all in I can’t lose
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| I think you’ve got your demons mixed up again
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| Fooled by the lifestyle and the slight of hand
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| If nothing good ever lasts, let’s cheers to oblivion and poor another glass
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| (Drink it down, smoke it up, hide yourself in clouded lungs, hazy eyes and
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| empty cups)
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| It’s a cycle of staying numb
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| It’s out of my hands the person I’ve become
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| These vices take a part before they take the whole
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| Before they take it all
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| Drink it down, smoke it up
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| Hide yourself in clouded lungs
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| Hazy eyes and empty cups
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| But this addiction digs under my skin and every now and then I still let it in
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| Just to revel in the afterglow of when we danced on graves of bad decisions
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| It’s a cycle of staying numb
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| It’s out of my hands the person I’ve become
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| These vices take a part before they take the whole
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| Before they take it all |