| This is my carcinogenic
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| This is my diaphoretic
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| I’ma burn so bright, you won’t forget it
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| Ha, psychotropic set-in offers no more relief
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| And when I pass the doors, the edge is beckoning me
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| Fuck, why can’t I hang this shit up?
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| On the verge of insanity, enough ain’t enough
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| I try, but I can’t breathe
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| And I can’t speak
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| Am I the man I see?
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| Harsh light
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| Everybody wants to be in that
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| Now are we not in that same position?
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| Beneath this harsh light
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| Pretty close, but it’s not my best
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| Better concentrate on everything that’s coming next
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| Cause something fundamental’s fucking up in my head
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| Ain’t no chemical imbalance justifies what I did
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| You can’t have your cake and eat it too
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| I’d rather get fucked up than to level with you
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| Everybody has their masks, and I got mine
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| But I don’t wanna come alive at the expense of that shine
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| Harsh light
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| Everybody wants to be in that
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| Now are we not in that same position?
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| Beneath this harsh light
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| All the pleasure in the world may transpire to be
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| Mere mitigation, momentary relief
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| Before I’m pushed back
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| To the void until my next reprieve
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| Harsh light
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| Everybody wants to be in that
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| Now are we not in that same position?
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| Beneath this harsh light
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| Hey, hey |