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Toxicomania
Contributed by
Bones
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Friday, 5th November 2004 @ 06:07:55 PM in AEST
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Deafened by the sirens of the law
Never thought things would end like this
I really hoped to live a little longer morally
I try to run but they just keep pulling me back in
Back into the dark corner with pill
I only wanted you to notice me in a time of pain
I only wanted some recognition
I never wanted to spill my own blood internal
I'm just coming back in, I'm back with even more sin
This burden is becoming heavier and heavier and yet, more to my liking
This thrill has become too much for me, a mere heretic to survive
Why do we live like this each day of our pitiful lives?
Stoned and I can't hear anyone
Wasted and I can't see my own hands in the front of my face, much less the fist
And now you beg me to stay with you when you drove me to my position today?
I will never think of what you would do, I'm gonna do what I do best
And that's to scream my lungs out IN YOUR FACE
We've become so delirius so that we cannot look behind us to the past
And now you beg me to stay with you when you did this to me
I'll never trust you again
God, please help me throw this burden off of my back
I swear I'll never ask another thing from you
I never wanted you to see me like this anyhow
But right now that doesn't even matter anymore
And I don't care about what you ask of me
I own myself
Nobody else
Stoned and I can't hear anyone
Wasted and I can't see my own hands in the front of my face, much less the fist
And now you beg me to stay with you when you drove me to my position today?
I will never think of what you would do, I'm gonna do what I do best
And that's to scream my lungs out IN YOUR FACE
Deafened by the sirens of the law
Never thought things would end like this
I really hoped to live a little longer morally
I try to run but they just keep pulling me back in
Back into the dark corner with pill
I only wanted you to notice me in a time of pain
I only wanted some recognition
I never wanted to spill my own blood internal
I'm just coming back in, I'm back with even more sin
This burden is becoming heavier and heavier and yet, more to my liking
This thrill has become too much for me, and mere heretic to survive
Why do we live like this each day of our pitiful lives?
Stoned and I can't hear anyone
Wasted and I can't see my own hands in the front of my face, much less the fist
And now you beg me to stay with you when you drove me to my position today?
I will never think of what you would do, I'm gonna do what I do best
And that's to scream my lungs out IN YOUR FACE
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Bones
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2004-11-05 18:07:55]
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Re: Toxicomania
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by Sinned on
Tuesday, 4th January 2005 @ 06:11:00 AM AEST
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Drugs are terrible and ruin lives.
Powerfully written.
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