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Crave For The Crossfade

Powerless to stop me,
alone I sit
force myself to eat
but it tastes like shit
when all I really want
is a drink or a hit

feel the sting of their laughs
but this shit isn't funny
I gotta piss clean now
I really need some money
and I can't shake the fucking taste
of this land of milk and honey

the smell of the smoke
still lingers in the air
it's beckoning me
but I don't care
I've accepted my loss
because life isn't fair

not a friend in this world
alone I sit
as I choke down this life
that tastes like shit
without a little help
from a drink or a hit
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Written by 0bs3ss3dp0ss3ss3d (William Colten Sorrells)
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