| I lay down naked on my world
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| Eyes are swollen, bones numb with the cold
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| My sun which gave me strength doesn’t shine
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| I am tired of sleepiness which is not enough to sleep
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| An I cannot put them in order
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| So when I come closer, there is just a grey
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| Immortal remain dried up, without a face
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| A ghost who isn’t it wants to touch me Sieze me Somebody tries to suffocate the good in me
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| I can’t identify what it is Forget the past seconds… past lifes
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| Where are all these scars come from
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| Disfiguring the beauty of my skin
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| Do I have the devil on tounge
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| Do I have the devil in my eyes
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| I have the devil in me So when I come closer there is just a grey
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| Immortal remain dried up, without a face
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| A ghost who isn’t it wants to touch me Sieze me One Trip, two pills, three lines, four
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| I can’t stop takin' it and seaching for more
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| Put the needle in my head
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| Put the needle in my veines
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| I’m addicted… who cares?!
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| I’ll ignore all the signs…
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| I try to write down my name in the dust
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| But I cant remember
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| See a featureless face, nameless, godless…
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| So when I come closer there is just a grey
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| Immortal remain dried up, without a face
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| A ghost who isn’t it wants to touch me Sieze me Blood glued to my fingernails
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| I want to kiss the dusty picture in the mirror
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| When I come closer there is just a grey |