| Just one more drink she said
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| Is all she needs to ease the pain
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| Just one more day until she is sober she is clean
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| But she won’t listen to the people that are helping her
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| She is spinning out of control
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| She is slipping out of my arms
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| She is spinning out of control with no hope of return
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| She’s trying to hold on to (the things she understands)
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| The feeling of worthlessness
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| You think you will never be free the burden is always there
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| But trust me when I tell you that you will be ok I swear
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| Nobody cares she says
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| Nobody loves her in her head
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| Her life is torn apart
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| Missing the one she loves the most
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| Because she listens to the voices that are haunting her
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| She’s spinning out of control
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| She is slipping out of my arms
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| She is spinning out of control with no hope of return
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| She’s trying to hold on to (the things she understands)
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| The feeling of worthlessness
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| You think you will never be free the burden is always there
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| But trust me when I tell you that you’ll be ok I swear
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| She’s burning out
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| She’s letting go
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| With every last breath she lets me know
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| Her faith is dead she slits her wrists
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| And waits for death
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| You think you will never be free the burden is always there
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| But trust me when I tell you that you’ll be ok I swear
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| You’ve got to stop yourself
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| Rebuild your broken world
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| Ignore the voices that will bring you down
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| Stop yourself |