| Cruel to himself and generous about it
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| Cruel to the world, not hard to spot it
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| Can’t give up, shut up, on a tirade
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| Off the top of his head
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| So ripe, becoming rotten
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| He’s hit the wailing wall
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| To pass out hard upon
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| He’s kissed the wailing wall
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| In the thrall of it all
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| In the thrall of it all
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| In the thrall of it all
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| In the thrall of it all
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| Failed his name with no care to hide it
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| Failed escape, it’s documented
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| Instilled or distilled
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| The spike or the chill
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| It’s immolation
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| The lust of non-existence
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| He’s hit the wailing wall
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| To pass out hard upon
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| He’s kissed the wailing wall
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| In the thrall of it all
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| In the thrall of it all
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| In the thrall of it all
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| Headstone tells but nothing about him
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| Headstone reads two decades wasted
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| A funeral pyre
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| No one to burn it (and nobody attending)
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| Because self-destruction brings misfortune
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| In the thrall of it all
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| No lower heaven for his bones
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| Nor handing life back what it’s owed
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| Caretaker careless of what he’s sown
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| Porously reaching his lowest low
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| The negative has just begun
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| Joining the war impossible
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| In the thrall of it all
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| (He's hit the wailing wall)
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| In the thrall of it all
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| (He's kissed the wailing wall)
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| In the thrall of it all
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| (He's hit the wailing wall)
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| In the thrall of it all
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| (He's kissed the wailing wall)
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| In the thrall of it all
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| In the thrall of it all
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| In the thrall of it all
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| In the thrall of it all
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| In the thrall of it all |