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I do, too. Sometimes it just is what it is. Maybe some day I'll find my meaning. Or just fade away. Either way I can be free of fear, dispair, and self hatred that eats my soul
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Burning mud in my eyes blinding me from the truth
If it's a shadow in me the dark is a tidal wave inside of you
You've been taking communion
Getting drunk on your antidote
I'll save a seat next to me down below
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