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Excess
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Something's stuck inside my head
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You know I never really heard of a thing called time
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Cause excess has made me reckless
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I don't give a fuck about your dawn cause
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yeah
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Some day I will lay here as your children play
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Above my head, I hear your feet above my head
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Cause you can't hide
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From the side
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That left you high
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Moderation; what a notion
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A waste of time in the face of indulgence
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Excess is always best
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I'll stick it in your vein
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Sometimes these chains they do claim
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But something's got me coming back for more
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Gripping, tearing
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Pulling at the walls of that vanity
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Melting, pounding
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Change inside you
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Bleeding, crawling
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Scratching out the path beneath your feet
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Consist, constrict
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But something's got me going down this land
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This lane.
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Fade away
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Cause of this excess
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I've been left in a state of delirium
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Excess
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| Vision of disorder |
