| Mind’s eye hurricane
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| It feels nothin' like I’m missin' you
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| Self-inflicted pain
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| Has turned me upside down
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| In the drenchin' bloody rain
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| I know nothin' I’m supposed to do
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| So I think I’ll entertain
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| Thoughts of the underground
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| All I possess has become laid to rest
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| And the things that I love don’t make a sound
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| All I hope is slain
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| Ain’t nothin' more I’m gonna lose
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| Everything obtained
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| Is buried in the ground
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| As I’m goin' down the drain
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| I finally know it’s me I screwed
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| So I think I’ll entertain
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| Thoughts of what I found
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| All I possess has become laid to rest
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| And the things that I love don’t make a sound
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| I got the feeling getting high
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| I’m getting higher gonna fly
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| Now I’m kneeling way too high
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| Still getting higher, you gonna die
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| All night dreaming hear the screaming
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| Tear it up, run and hide
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| Inside burning, the wind is turning
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| When it blows, you gonna die |