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Bad blood a river in my veins

Poisoned like the tip of a dart

Forces useless truths thru my lips

And tired grins that mask dead eyes



Release a power back into the stream

Renewing discarded vitality

Places nothing but smiles in my head

And burning in my stomach



To forever live in that unspeakable lie

Behind a curtain of haze and dilated pupils

Where nothing can matter at all

Beyond a few seconds when its forgotten