| I awakened in a pit of ashes
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| From a sky that was cloudy and bloat
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| With the hands that were sere and cold
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| And eyes where the blood was shooting
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| And the brain that was fallen and still
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| Oh, comin' down
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| I’m a-comin' down
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| I’m a-comin' down
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| I awakened in a pit of ashes
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| In despair where the lids were swollen
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| The heart that was pounding and writhing
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| And ears where the sounds were screaming
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| And the mind that was ashen and still
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| Cocaine! |
| cocaine!
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| I’m a-comin' down
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| I’m a-comin' down
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| I said hello to that grief bird
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| «Hello grief bird, what’s happening?»
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| «Ashes. |
| Pits of ashes.»
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| «Hello grief bird.»
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| «Ashes, pits of ashes.»
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| Ashes, ashes and screams, ashes
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| Ashes and shrieks, ashes
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| Ashes and grieving, ashes and moaning
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| Eyes with a vision of torture
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| Fright with a feeling for death
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| Comin' down
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| I’m a-comin' down
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| I’m a-comin' down
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| I said hello to that grief bird
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| «Hello grief bird, what’s happening?»
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| «Ashes. |
| Pits of ashes.»
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| «Hello grief bird.»
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| «Ashes, pits of ashes.»
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| Ashes, ashes and screams, ashes
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| Ashes and shrieks, ashes
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| Ashes and grieving, ashes and moaning
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| Eyes with a vision of torture
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| Fright with a feeling for death
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| Comin' down
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| Comin' down
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| I’m a-comin' down
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| Comin' down
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| Comin' down
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| I’m a-comin' down |