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Rip apart my only means to unwind
Swim through the mud
I am a slave to the mind
Who ever would deny
Themselves to the world
Tell us a story
Of a sickness ignored
I feel fine
Losing time
Where are the days where
Simple pleasures are made
I've tripped and found myself
Right into a grave
Let's weep together so
I wont feel alone
This better end
So i can stand on my own
I feel fine
Loseing time
I'm alright
Lose my mind
You don't know
How much strength
And control
If i could tell between
The new and the old
My state of consciousness
Would widden to see
All of my sickness
Was caused by me
I feel fine
Loseing time
I'm alright
Losing my mind
I feel fine
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