The dirt's so thick it won't come clean,
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All around a haze like a smoke screen,
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I can't see you but you see me,
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But I might be gone before you count to three.
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The waters are totally polluted,
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The armies inside my head have feuded,
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One side has smothered the other,
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The disease it spreads and begins to cover.
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Maggot infested soul of mine,
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Has painted me in a corner confined.
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My vision is blurred no reason or rhyme,
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Help me escape these walls I climb.
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I'm drowning in my own shit, gasping,
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Gagging on the vomit asphyxiated, grasping,
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For a grip on the soap with the rope,
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So I can get clean and begin to cope,
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Scrub me 'til I'm raw, an open sore oozing
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Unless I'm clean I might start losing.
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My mind and my life would have a fucked-up ending,
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Thank God if you ever see cleansing.
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Sewn my eyes shut can't you see I'm smothered?
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Deaf, dumb and blind the dirt has covered
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The windows which let the light shine through,
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Cleansing of the soul for I am you.
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The last time I slept I dreamt.
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My friend and I we got so high.
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On top of mountains, deep in the sky,
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Way up high where the white goes by.
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The air is thin and hard to breathe.
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But with a friend near, by your side,
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you can conquer the world or wander around all starry-eyed.
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I laid there and dreamt along for a ride.
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I took in the journey, my friend beside.
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It all seemed so real, it all seemed surreal,
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my friend and I were one deep inside.
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These dreams come and go and are never the same.
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I await new journeys asleep I remain.
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When I hold my eyes shut tight I dream.
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When I dream at night through my dreams I scream.
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Why do people have to go and fucking change?
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What pushed my friend to tap the vein?
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Asleep at night I visit my friend.
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Asleep at night I miss my friend.
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Cleansing
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Biohazard |