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deadly treadmill
Hour glass of sand shoveling down my throat gasping for air in this mucky moat another day of being the joke sick twisted perverted are the daily movies I'm stuck in tightly strapped to the chair in my mental death row pen so straight edge my new life begins they've salt skinned me alive daily stinging for my sins the smoke mirrors lies tricks shiny sharp needle dripping realitys next fix turn my head hold my breath no stopping life's stabbing needle prix hate the voice in my head my imaginary dog keeps peeing on the bed we don't wish this upon you i'm sure you live with winnie the poo I'm walking a tight rope between heaven and hell black magic witch craft bible spells I'm trying so hard to stay alive right beside you never feeling alive behind my smiling mask screaming the cry slowly believing my own little lies from deep inside a sultry sigh knowing no matter how perfect you are no one gets out of here alive .. 001pwt
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