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Caught
The devil's in my head again
Making me think his evil thoughts
Telling me there's no use running
Cause i'm already caught
Feel my time is at hand
Could be any day
Destruction seems ingrained
Just looking for an oncoming train
See all the cuts and burns
As scars from the past
Just another sad reminder
This body won't last
Pills and booze
Always on my mind
Wonder if I'm
Gonna lose the game this time
But noone can help me
If I don't want it myself
I've grown comfortable
In my isolated cell
Making me think his evil thoughts
Telling me there's no use running
Cause i'm already caught
Feel my time is at hand
Could be any day
Destruction seems ingrained
Just looking for an oncoming train
See all the cuts and burns
As scars from the past
Just another sad reminder
This body won't last
Pills and booze
Always on my mind
Wonder if I'm
Gonna lose the game this time
But noone can help me
If I don't want it myself
I've grown comfortable
In my isolated cell
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