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Comin' around but to never come clean

Pannin' for fun while you're lost in extreme

Full moon shinin' on the fields of love

You give your soul, but they're in it for blood



Yesterday clamped you in the hands of the beast

Fell to the moon, thought the shadows would cease

but dreams come attached to the evils at hand

You gained a song, but you fell to the band



Comin' around but to never come down

Blackout to shine while you're locked in the sound

Full moon blinding all the rays of the shade

Fuckin' you up with one foot in grave



Should have never posted

Should you come to post

Should have never posted

Grunge, it's now a ghost

Take it all in stide, dear

Don't ya take it all too heart

I'm still on your side dear

like I was straight from the start



Comin' around but to never come clean

Pannin' for fun while you're lost in extreme

Full moon shinin' on the fields of love

You give your soul, but they're in it for...



drugs.