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Strung Out Suburban Teenage Wasteland Blues Bring Out Your Dead One brief recollection of all the people in my life that have come and gone One brief fleeting moment of people I've loved and people that I have wronged Long lost are loved ones gone but this bird cannot seem to mend it's broken wings so the Lust for life dissipated and a new greed rises for the needful things. Don't wanna think about it, I Indulge myself, distraction eases pain, bury my Emotions to protect myself. till I can't feel a fucking thing I've dared to dream I've tried to live, but I've played it safe again Just another slave to my vices now, Bring out your dead Voices wither and crack then die ringin' in my ear would sing me soft asleep Deathly silence now is all I hear has inspiration finally eluded me My addiction, my illness, my only trusted friend My addiction my illness my only childhood fiend. Your twisted warm embrace engulfing all I tried to be My body's breaking under arms that will not set me free Locked in this cage that I've built myself constructed out of twisted cold reminders of a life once lost But I've found my way again. Here among the wreckage and the vampires I'll play it safe again, just another slave to my vices now. |
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