Imagination is the curse of every liar
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Alleviation as we crawl on through the mire
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And everyone will say you're crazy
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Spending all your time being oh so lazy
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Corruption is the plane to take you higher
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Medication is the key to hallucination
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The only saving grace we have is amputation
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And who decides what we call sinning
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Losing everything just to show we're winning
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The rising of the poor is the salutation
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Black hearts, on fire
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With terminal spirit disease
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False hope, expires
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Bringing the world to its knees
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Strychnine desire
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Open the wound to release
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Black hearts, on fire
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With terminal spirit disease
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Black hearts, on fire
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With terminal spirit disease
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False hope, expires
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Bringing the world to its knees
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Strychnine desire
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Open the wound to release
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Black hearts, on fire
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With terminal spirit disease
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Twisted visions
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Burning deep in the back of my head
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Tainted dosage
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I don't remember what the doctor said
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Numbing feeling
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Stripping the flesh from my old shattered bones
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Sleepless dreaming
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Never before have I felt so alone
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Vagrant Stomp
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| Orange Goblin |
