| I just came back from hell
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| where I suddenly ran into some friends
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| They had built me a ladder that led me back on the right track
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| They appeared out of blue and they walked me until I was safely home
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| They saw me as I am. |
| No questions, only helping hands
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| On the other side I saw many fingers pointing at me
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| There was a wall between us to give me some sort of a shelher
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| I saw them as they were, eyes burning, full of pure hate
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| They spoke no words to me and I saw them turn their backs on me
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| Not my time to go
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| It was my time to show
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| This is me, stripped and weak
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| This is me, unmasked and frail
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| This is me, take it or leave it
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| This is me, welcome and good bye
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| The devil looked me and his slaves called him by my name
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| They had powders and needles and they had everything
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| The devil said: give me my medicine
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| and I saw them put a needle into his arm
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| There was no fire, only blackness as far as it was possible to see
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| It wasn’t my first timethere, I told myself I’ve seen this all before
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| It only takes one step and you can kiss your ass good bye
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| It wasn’t meant to last, maybe it was meant to make me see
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| I can see myself in the mirror again
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| and recognize true friendship |