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Always
On the brink of destruction
A deadly disease an obstruction
Floating in and out of actuality
Always seeking to test mortality
Intoxicated needs to feel pain
Numb from the pain inside my soul
Hide before you get caught and told
Taken them forever and die
Or take them forever and lie
There is no way out of this endless circle
Round and round and round like squirrels
We have become squirrels
Endless doom and damnation!
I an not perfect nor will I ever be
Neither are you and i do mean you
