(you see) I had some friends once before,
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whose not much my friends anymore
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I was very influential in their lives (so they say) , and when I lost my
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Mind, they followed me though multiple deaths
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(Chorus)
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(Because) there we were on the floor, slumped over and
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sliding downward, with syringes hanging out of our arms,
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another night, anyway we could. I said TRUST ME
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The Destruction of a person builds character, invisible
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Another so called group of friends,
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can't seem to get off the needle now again
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Should I blame myself cause I introduced some of them to the devil?
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Or just realize the lord of light,
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fallen from heaven works also in mysterious ways.
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The Destruction Of A Person
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| Superjoint Ritual |
