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Alcohol
The queasy feeling in my stomach
The pounding in my head
The only thoughts in my head
We're wishing I was dead
My fore head covered in cold sweats
Body shakes beyond control
The endless aching in my bones
As you consumed my very soul
The minutes turned into hours
The hours turned into days
Suddenly, every moment that I lived
Was just a smoke filled haze
As I watched my body waste away
And my life slowly coming to any end
I realized I was wrong
Your the devil and not my friend
So, I'm taking back what's left in my life
Not one more second will you dominate
I'll bet theres strength in me
You didn't anticipate
The pounding in my head
The only thoughts in my head
We're wishing I was dead
My fore head covered in cold sweats
Body shakes beyond control
The endless aching in my bones
As you consumed my very soul
The minutes turned into hours
The hours turned into days
Suddenly, every moment that I lived
Was just a smoke filled haze
As I watched my body waste away
And my life slowly coming to any end
I realized I was wrong
Your the devil and not my friend
So, I'm taking back what's left in my life
Not one more second will you dominate
I'll bet theres strength in me
You didn't anticipate
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