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I been caught up in the darkness and my anger and my hatred |
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I close my eyes and see myself hanging in the basement |
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Dangling my legs, veins straining in my head |
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Blood draining in the tub, drowning in it |
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I been down in it: the mud |
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I mean down in it: the dirt |
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I mean really down in it, lost and found in it berserk |
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I've been burned by the fire, scorched by the flame |
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Of my own sins and desires so I call them by their names |
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When they come, greed, gluttony, sloth, envy, and lust |
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They're all enemies but they act so friendly with us |
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They roll with two other guys we call wrath and pride |
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Now I'm half as high as I am low |
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I can laugh and cry at the same time but I can't slow |
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Down feeling manicy, panicky, full of anarchy |
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Can it be so simple to get rid of them with Ritalin? |
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I'm trying to get into Heaven cutting out the middleman |
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Every time I drift away I see myself dead and buried in the cemetery |
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Accidentally staring at the sun |
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Shining through the filthy glass windows |
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Broken bottles in the bedsheets dangle bloody naked with a gun |
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I'm living in this tiny-ass room with the mattress on the floor |
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And an ashtray, look what I've become |
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Light up a half-sniped cigarette take my last swig of liquor |
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Smoke the filter down down till it's done |
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But I ain't done |
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I'm cold-blooded, stuck with the spirit of Hell frozen |
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Here's a hole inside my soul, my fear and my self-loathing |
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Got me hallucinating that all my walls are closing in |
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I think I'm losing my grip, there it goes again |
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These demons live inside of me, they talk to me and lie to me |
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Whisper homicidally, I'm trying to get them out of me |
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But I can see the side of me, it's just becoming clearer |
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I'm starting to hate the sight of me, I break the fucking mirror |
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Please Jesus just just just listen to my prayer if you can please |
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I'm believing that these distances I've gone too far to leave |
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I'm breathing in the sickness this addiction and disease |
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This mess I'm in, this vicious is my missus and my mistresses |
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I'm twisted and ballistic, I'm addicted to this world |
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Forgive me for the pain that I've inflicted on my girl |
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And my son, I was stuck holding his bottle and a gun |
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And I couldn't get away where I was from |
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Every time I drift away I see myself dead and buried in the cemetery |
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Accidentally staring at the sun |
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Shining through the filthy glass windows |
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Broken bottles in the bedsheets dangle bloody naked with a gun |
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I'm living in this tiny-ass room with the mattress on the floor |
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And an ashtray, look what I've become |
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Light up a half-sniped cigarette take my last swig of liquor |
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Smoke the filter down down till it's done |
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But I ain't done |
