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Before we get to business, there's some things you need to know
That I don't like you or respect what you've become
Cause whose to say you're not somebody else cause I can't even tell
The cure might look like poison, but I promise it will help

We are your prescription
We're in between the lines
In the corners of your empty mind
But not in so many words
We are the voices that come calling
The only ones that get you through the night
We're coming home this time

I hope you overdose on honesty and choke on every lie that you never told me
You never told me
Fly away on broken wings
Take the punch don't leave the ring
Use the towel to wipe your face, but don't ever throw it in

We are your prescription
We're in between the lines
In the corners of your empty mind
But not in so many words
We are the voices that come calling
The only ones that get you through the night
We're coming home this time

There will be blood
Enough to paint this street
The street that we grew up on
The one beneath our feet

You're living proof of playing dead

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