you took a ride,
just to try to ease the pain for a while, seems to be the
end of line
when you cant find a way to make you feel fine, its
startin to ache so deep inside
no more good times, no more alive
yea it goes
straight to hell, like in a dreadful dream, yer locked up in
a shell, growin pale
swallow the pain in yer blackened remains
Cyanide is ripping though yer rotten inside
Shut yer eyes , but they keep on starrin all around to
feed yer fears n blow yer mind...
you re numbed with grief, the blood is shakin right under
yer frozen skin, a taste of sin
die, a bit more again
that poison carves you up
n drove you blind
to play that toxic game
is like dicing with death
n yer barely alive
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