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Rip apart my only means to unwind

Swim through the mud

I am a slave to the mind

Who ever would deny

Themselves to the world

Tell us a story

Of a sickness ignored

I feel fine

Losing time

Where are the days where

Simple pleasures are made

I've tripped and found myself

Right into a grave

Let's weep together so

I wont feel alone

This better end

So i can stand on my own

I feel fine

Loseing time

I'm alright

Lose my mind

You don't know

How much strength

And control

If i could tell between

The new and the old

My state of consciousness

Would widden to see

All of my sickness

Was caused by me

I feel fine

Loseing time

I'm alright

Losing my mind

I feel fine