I take a look around me and it makes me mad
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Another friend of mine in rehab
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Try to pull himself from a plastic bag
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He's callin' from the Halfway House he says he's doing fine
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Says he got himself out just in time
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Says his friends woulda let him turn blue and die
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Someday becomes yesterday
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Your life goes and crawls away
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You gotta take it on the Black Train, Jack
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You can't even feel the fire burnin' your back
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Her boyfriend left her broken and alone
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She took some pills and crawled to the death zone
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Her mother found her just in time
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She strapped to a bed in psych ward doin' fine
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Aww girl, what happened, what happened, what happened to you
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What's goin' on? What's goin' on?
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Someday becomes yesterday
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Your life goes and crawls away
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You're walkin' hand in hand with a death trip
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You can't even feel the power in it's grip Sometimes I wanna take you by your shoulders and shake you
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You've got to open your eyes, man, how long will it take you
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Runnin' through life blind, man, what a waste
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Shot down and neutralized, man, what a case
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What happened, what happened to you?
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What's goin on? What's going on with you?
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Someday becomes yesterday
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Your life goes an crawls away
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You've got to take it on the Black Train, Jack
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You can't even feel the fire on your back
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I don't wanna die in the wreckage
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Don't wanna go blind in the wreckage
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Don't wanna go down in the wreckage
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Don't wanna get stuck in the wreckage
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Sometimes it's all I can see
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The wreckage is all around me
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The human wreckage, the human wreckage
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To you, I say goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, bye-bye, bye-bye
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Wreckage
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| Henry Rollins |
