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Invisible Plague

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You're avoiding
truth distorting
complacent and boring
must be all those white lines you're snorting �
this reality to which you've
succumb
can be felt by everyone
�� especially you �
�� obviously mum
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Looking around
I try to describe what I see
lurking in the eyes
of the addicts around me
only to find tepid awareness
returned back for free
��I think they feel the stirring
can hear the incessant whirring
this mutual restlessness we keep
preventing sleep
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Can't get enough of quick fix chasing
looking for a road to take yet submitting to a cold replacement
��how can I escape
something that doesn't exist
��life
I'm still waiting for the real twist
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For it would seem that demons plague us
demons carrying chains
they wrap them around our bodies
until we squirm in pain
and cry for their forgiveness
cry for some relief
all morals out the window
�� just take away my grief
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Some break free �
and regain their soul �
and its damn true
that �
much work must be done �
to keep it whole
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Some never recognise
the whispers of their sanity
condemning themselves �
to a half-life reality
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