Man made hell, with no where to turn
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Somethings wrong, what the fuck is happening
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Is this going to be the death of me
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Or is this just the beginning
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Could this be the end, the end of everything
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Cause nothings what it seems in your reality
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Lost in search of soul, bodies chilled and cold
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State of paralysis, all for another fix
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Constant drip, self inflict, empty pit
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Your burnt out
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I can't sweat away this foulness
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lingering on leaving me stripped
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Words just can not describe anymore
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Fuck all I can say is what a bad trip
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Down on, down on the floor
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Can't find what I've been searching for
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I, I cannot breath
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I will not be beaten
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I must, I must be loosing my mind
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Its not, Its not your fault
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I'm the one that took the dope
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I must, I must be loosing my mind
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I must, must be loosing my mind
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At this point nothing matters
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The drugs have been devoured
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High, Fried
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Bad Trip
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Bloodshoteye |