| Five days of abusing, two days of release
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| One of these days I’m sure
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| I’m sure I’ll start to bleed
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| Water in your lungs
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| They wish for indulgence so that we can never thrive
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| You will amount to nothing
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| Social suicide
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| You are worthless, ugly and blind
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| Fear is just a product of your mind
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| Water in your lungs
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| Is not yours to keep
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| Narcissistic tendencies
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| You’re a social suicide queen
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| Wish for death, now you seek affection
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| Miss a step and you lose connection
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| Water in your lungs
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| Is not yours to keep
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| Grasping for the surface
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| Seven meters deep
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| You feel death running down your spine
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| Detach your eyes and walk the thin line |