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Let myself go
I'm trying to see the sky,
but the view of the syringe
is blocking my sight
Nothing but pain,
can't feel the rain,
barely remember who i am
What if i die,
no one will cry,
no one to bury my bones
So here we go again,
let the powder burn,
watch it simmer 'till the end
Pull all the way back,
it keeps pushing me off track
Let the needle pierce my arm,
it flows inside,
tears me apart
I slowly close my eyes
feeling more and more cold,
slowly fade away
and the Reaper guides my soul...
but the view of the syringe
is blocking my sight
Nothing but pain,
can't feel the rain,
barely remember who i am
What if i die,
no one will cry,
no one to bury my bones
So here we go again,
let the powder burn,
watch it simmer 'till the end
Pull all the way back,
it keeps pushing me off track
Let the needle pierce my arm,
it flows inside,
tears me apart
I slowly close my eyes
feeling more and more cold,
slowly fade away
and the Reaper guides my soul...
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