| Hanging by a thread, problems in my head
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| Don’t know what I said, living to be dead on the run
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| Corporation greed, television need
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| Overdose and bleed, pornograph obscene, I’m a liar
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| There’s no brakes on me, as I’m running down the track
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| They’ll be waiting for me, but I’m never coming back
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| I’m going down…
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| To a place where I can see all there is to see in me
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| Bullets in the gun, gonna have some fun
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| Think I’ll take a ride to the other side, till I’m done
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| Hole is in the vein
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| Feel it numb the brain, take away the pain
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| Never be the same till I die
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| There’s no brakes on me, as I come around the track
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| There’s no gauge to read
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| Peg the needle as I hit the black
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| I’m going down…
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| To a place where I can see all there is to see in me
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| Population freeze
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| Modern day disease
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| Brings us to our knees, see them stand in line for a cure
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| Profit in the wind
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| Pushing back the time that we wait in line
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| Pushing back the time, it’s a sin
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| There’s no brakes on me, as I’m running down the track
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| They’ll be waiting for me, but I’m never coming back
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| I’m going down… |