| Then you wake…
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| Another body bag, pathetic,
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| Picture frame obituary faded in the attic
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| A shadow of someone you used to be You’ve seen so many in these flames
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| And swore that you’d never become the clich?
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| A long forgotten memory
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| And when you wake…
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| Everything you ever wanted
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| Everything you never had
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| Everything learned forgotten and dead
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| Everything turns to nothing
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| Another day, a little dirt for the grave
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| Is it worth everything that you gave
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| What a beautiful way to waste away
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| Consumed by dependency
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| A lesson in despondency
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| A long forgotten memory
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| And when you wake…
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| Everything you ever wanted
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| Everything you never had
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| Everything learned, forgotten and dead
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| Everything turns to nothing
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| And then you wake…
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| How quickly the master
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| Turns into the slave
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| Slowly succumbing more
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| Every dying day
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| Everything you ever wanted
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| Everything you never had
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| Everything learned forgotten and dead
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| Everything turns to nothing |