Can't survive another comedown day
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When my spirit houses so much pain
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So much bitterness
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So much bitterness
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I need teach myself to feel again
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Somehow I lost the thread of being human
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Wrapped up in this bitterness
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Too much bitterness, too much bitterness, too much bitterness, too much bitterness
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I'm so confused, what is the function of this ego sickness?
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Uselessly beleaguered by self hatred whisperings
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And I can't deal with mourning at the carcass of my failures any longer
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Slipping on my own vomit while I
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tried to call you from a bathroom in Sao Paulo
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But I was too drunk to formulate any sort of earthly language
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So much bitterness
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Too much bitterness, too much bitterness
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Other people can say there is a true belief system
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But all my life I've been betrayed by my mother's religion
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So much bitterness
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Too much bitterness, too much bitterness, too much bitterness, too much bitterness
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I'm so destroyed, what is the purpose of this ego sickness?
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Uselessly beseiged by self aversion whisperings
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Man, I can't deal with mourning at the carcass of my failures any longer
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Any longer
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Can't seem to get the saddle on the spoils of this morbid fugue
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My mantras of subhuman nature, just a veil for all elation
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The ink's dripping all over me; the only regret I have is caring
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Are we posing? Are we props, riding the anger until it stops?
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Father, will we starve today? Father, will we starve?
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Father, will we starve today? Father, will we starve?
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No my child, there are wild women in here and a crafty fish am I
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No my child, there are wild women in here and a fleshy catch am I
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Will our quarters be the sunken earth deep beneath the meadow?
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Will our quarters be the sunken earth deep beneath the ground?
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No my child, you lay your head upon a monstrous felony
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No my child, you lay your head upon a gross misdeed
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[becomes too soft]
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Father will I cry again, crossed the earth to fight
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Father will I cry again, a victim of obese
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No my child, don't be (pessable[?]), the world needs more distinction
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For all retribution, a symbol of delight
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It's hard to sympathize with those that won't fight for themselves
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I can't hold both our faces off the flames much longer
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The child of our struggle is free
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I've fallen out of love with the prisoner
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That's to save us
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Wintered Debts
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| Of Montreal |
