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I’d die twice before I died a third

Just to feel reassured

The feel of scum in my brain

Can’t you see I’ve gone insane

But I know like I’ve always know

Where things come and things go

I’d get up and trip again

You’d never see the pain I’m in

And I’ll feel that same good shock of death

You’ll smell the pain upon my breath

Help me, drug me, shame floats away

Drink me, feel me beyond today

I think you know just what to do

You’ll find me just as residue

But I know you’ll love still

Love me when I take the pill

But I’ll fall out, you’ll hold me tight

You’ll be there till it’s all done right

Evermore will I yearn to do

So I’ll take the drugs instead of you

The love will always be there though

And through my mind you’ll come and go

I’ll feel the joy in my pain

Because I have nothing but you to gain

Well, here I am, just let me sit

Death runs through me, or something like it.