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It's like a crack in a glass
that soon will be broken
you ‘re forced in the crush
by all these meds that can
trick your mind and scratch your sore
(addiction)
dig in your skin, your bone, your soul
(self infliction)

In this fall
I never wanted to let it conquer me
now I crawl
to put the pieces back in place and stand up sober

Foot to the throat
don't push me you psycho
I am no slave as you thought
you never felt so low
your wealth, your luxury is a plague
(upon us)
we'll bury you in the hole that we dug
(for your ass)
no more favors
keep your saviors!

Every day i look in the goddamn mirror and i say to myself:
"I've always wanted to be that sick, that lost, to think nothing of the consequence. Been wondering what drug there is to live for that i haven't tried.."
no one believed me till then, yet..

I shall be back!

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