These sores remain within me and as they congregate like leeches on my SKIN
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- I try to SHED
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I scratch MYSELF til I bleed - I DESERVE IT!
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Nausea creeps up on me in times when my head should be clear - the STENCH of
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sickness STAINS my face
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It CAN'T be real - for GOD'S SAKE HELP ME!
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Inside I'm dying
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All this time, when I was sick, and you knew
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This condition is the only one appropriate for me
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I'm the only one that suffers at my own hands, I'm unconcious, unconcious -
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but...
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Aaargh, now inside I'm dying
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All this time, when I was sick, and you knew
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Just looked upon with caution, I'm a freak that feigns for sympathy - It's
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JUST the pain is REAL
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I see the WOUNDS fester - why can't you see?
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Inside I'm dying
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All this time, when I was sick, and you knew
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This condition is the only one appropriate for me
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I'm the only one that suffers at my own hands, I'm unconcious, unconcious -
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but...
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Aaargh, now inside I'm dying
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All this time, when I was sick, and you knew
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Inside I'm dying, dying
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All this time, when I was sick, you knew!
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It's me who suffers
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It's me who suffers
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It's me that suffers...
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Inside I'm Dying
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| Medulla Nocte |
