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Its hard to say if I am alive
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Disorder runs rampant in my mind
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Loose thoughts slipping through my sad excuse for a grip
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Random ideas bouncing around like a rubber ball in a rubber room
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Uncatchable
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my mind is going numb
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my mind is going numb
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I find myself tripping in your eyes
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Delusions creeping up from behind
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Sticking, probing, trying everything to falter me
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These floating thoughts will trip me up; make you knowing me
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psychopathically
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Impossible
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i have become
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so mentally undone
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i have become
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my mind is going numb
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You have tempted me forever
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suddenly my thoughts come into mind
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It seems Ive found the problem that has been plaguing me
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i think of pain i think of death
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and then i find my mind specificly incredible
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i have become, i have become, i have become
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so mentally undone
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i have become, i have become, i have become
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my mind is going numb
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Dead girls bloom
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In my garden of thought
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Spreading and decaying
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To become one with the silt of my mind
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i have become
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so mentally undone
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i have become
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my mind is going numb
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i have become
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so mentally undone
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i have become
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my mind is going numb
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Sad Excuse For A Grip
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| Lollipop Lust Kill |
