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My lungs can choose to not breath right
And form collective with the eyes so i lose sight
Of everything around me
I grab hold tight
And let my heart beat strange in spite
Of all the lies around me
My head's not right
And i might lose my life tonight
Crawling round on carpeted ground
And losing articles of clothing
Seems like particles are growing
You can't turn down or tune it out
It's in my spine my crooked spine
Connected to a fragile mind
Have to lie down now
Can't let the wall that holds your back
Be the place they come and find your cold corpse at
Covered in a towel
No need in fact
To let these voices scream like stacks
Of overdriven marshalls
My ribs could crack
But my head will stay intact
Lights they flash, brain cells will smash
And cause a flickerin'
My head will get more sick of it
These veins pump fast, but soon they'll crash
An empty body lacking movement for the party
The bathroom's trashed, it's been a blast
