| Three strikes but I need another antidote
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| So high even though I think I burned my throat
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| Need to silence, all the words, better left unsaid
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| I would rather be a liar, than revel in the fire
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| Of a fragile mind
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| But it isn’t mine, no
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| But it isn’t mine
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| Red eyes looking back at what I reminisce
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| Tryna find what I did to turn me into this
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| I’ve seen better days, rolling on a better lane
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| Where did I go wrong?
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| It’s been raining for a while
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| Clouded in denial
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| I’ve been overthrown
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| This is not a home, no
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| This is not a home
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| Medicate me I don’t want your empty help
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| I already have these conversations with myself
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| Don’t you dare say you know where I’m coming from
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| You know me just as well as the stranger I’ve become
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| I’m fine, but I need to take another hit
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| Just tired, but I know that I’m so full of shit
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| Cracks in the mirror make it even clearer
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| So I turn my head
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| I’m an illustrated pretense
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| Begging for a recess
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| Drowning in the low
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| Carried by the undertow
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| The undertow
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| Do you know the feeling when
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| The earth tries to defeat you?
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| Outta breath and you’re running out of faith now
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| Pray to god that he’s gonna give me strength now
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| I don’t think the truth is gonna set me free
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| There is no vacancy, no vacancy
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| Medicate me I don’t want your empty help
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| I already have these conversations with myself
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| Don’t you dare say you know where I’m coming from
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| You know me just as well as the stranger I’ve become
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| Is there any way out?
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| Is there any way out now?
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| Is there any way out?
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| Or am I too late?
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| Is there any way out?
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| Is there any way out now?
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| Is there any way out?
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| Or am I too late?
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| Medicate me I don’t want your empty help
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| I already have these conversations with myself
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| Don’t you dare say you know where I’m coming from
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| You know me just as well as the stranger I’ve become
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| Medicate me I don’t want your empty help
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| I already have these conversations with myself
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| Don’t you dare say you know where I’m coming from
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| You know me just as well as the stranger I’ve become |