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Trying to run from what you are |
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Afraid of being alive |
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Hands shaking body aching |
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The abuse left a permanent scar |
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So now to get by you do whatever it takes |
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You need your reality to hit your veins again |
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Don't try to blame anyone |
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Your blame is self chosen |
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Don't come looking for sympathy |
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'Cause you won't get it from me |
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You're nothing but a burned out wreck |
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That solves problems with another hit |
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The remedy in a bag |
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Served up on a spoon |
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Starts to serve it's purpose |
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To kill the pain! |
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Looking for the utopia you found the first time |
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Will you ever get there again |
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Increase the dose and soon you'll find out |
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Was it too much or just enough |
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The chemical satan has got you in his hell |
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Don't you think you're better off dead |
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Don't try to blame anyone |
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Your pain is self chosen |
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Don't come looking for sympathy |
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'Cause you won't get it from me |
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You're nothing but a burned out wreck |
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That solves problems with another hit |
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The remedy in a bag |
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Served up on a spoon |
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Starts to serve it's purpose |
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To kill the pain! |
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I need to kill the pain, kill it again |
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Need to release my pain, kill myself again |
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Traded your life for a fix |
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The remedy in a bag |
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Served up on a spoon |
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Starts to serve it's purpose |
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To kill the pain! |
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I need to |
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Release my pain |
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Help me to |
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Kill the pain |