Another friend found dead in the street
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A painful death of self-defeat
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The reaper killed by the seeds that were sown
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Another mother destined to be alone
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See the world through sunken eyes
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Infected soul, infected brain
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Feel your flesh turn stone cold
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And endless downward spiral of misery and pain is what remains
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You used to do that shit for fun
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A steady march of slow death
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With no intention of turning back
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Feel the pleasure, you taste the pain
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Getting high just to get sick again
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You don’t seem to be having much fun
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Wake up, wake up from this lucid dream
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Nightmares, nightmares are what the future brings
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See your spirit fly with the angels
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Fall from the heavens
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Fall through your fingers
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You say you’re hurting? |
I’m hurting too
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Am I to love you? |
I hate the things you do
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You say it’s over. |
you say you’re sober
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You’re fucking clean
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And then you fucking O.D.
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So you chose to take your life away
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Suicide is an easier way
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See the world through sunken eyes
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We tried to change the path you were on
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Feel your flesh turn stone cold
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A night alone. |
a spoon, a needle needle in the arm, and now you’re gone
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Can you climb out of this hole that you’ve dug?
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I wish I could help you but I can’t
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Watching through my eyes is misery
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Dying in your eyes, that’s all I see
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See your shadow fall from heavens
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Fall through your fingers
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Fade into nothing |