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One brief recollection of all the people
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in my life that have come and gone
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One brief fleeting moment of people I've loved
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and people that I have wronged
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Long lost are loved ones gone but this bird
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cannot seem to mend it's broken wings
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so the lust for life dissipates and a
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new greed rises for the needful things.
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Don't wanna think about it, I Indulge myself
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distraction eases pain,
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bury my emotions to protect myself.
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Till I can't feel a fucking thing
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I've dared to dream I've tried to live, but I've played it safe again
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Just another slave to my vices now, Bring out your dead
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Voices wither and crack then die
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ringin' in my ear would sing me soft asleep
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Deathly silence now is all I hear
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has inspiration finally eluded me
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My addiction, my illness, my only trusted friend
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My addiction my illness my only childhood fiend.
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Your twisted warm embrace engulfing all I tried to be
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My body's breaking under arms that will not set me free
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Locked in this cage that I've built myself
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constructed out of twisted cold reminders of a life once lost
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But I've found my way again.
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Here among the wreckage and the vampires
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I'll play it safe again, just another slave to my vices now.
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My addiction, my illness, my only trusted friend
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My addiction my illness.
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Bring Out Your Dead
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| Strung Out |
