| Yeah, I’m running off the rails
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| I’ve finally gone crazy
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| And the ground is spinning faster than my teeth could ever grind
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| I know it’s a shame when success does complain
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| But I don’t remember my name
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| In the absolute wrong, I have made this place to lay my head
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| A reoccurring nightmare
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| I never trust, I never rest
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| I’ve become another victim of this self-serving device
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| My cock does all the talking, my mouth now just for lie
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| I’m winding down to nothing
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| It’s suddenly so clear
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| I’m winding down to nothing
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| A human smoke that fills the air
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| What can you believe?
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| That is the question
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| I have you on a string
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| Something yet up my sleeve
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| Bury me deep, as I have an unborn child
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| In a world yet cold enough to host this seed of endless ugliness
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| In a sea of corruption, a wake of lie so wildly, I have stirred
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| I’m winding down to nothing
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| It’s suddenly so clear
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| I’m winding down to nothing
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| A human smoke that fills the air
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| What can you believe?
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| That is the question
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| I have you on a string
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| Something yet up my sleeve
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| My love is but a lie
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| Always reaping what I have sown
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| I’m taking you down with me
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| To degrees you’ll never know |