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It feels kind of like someone gave me a drug,

mixed for the purpose of stamping out love.

 

Slipped like a Mickey when I was away.

Slammed down the hatch and now all I can say

 

is, "I don't know why I feel nothing at all."

Head like a hammer straight into the wall.

 

Black coat of tar dripping straight from my heart.

Struggle for breath while still acting the part.

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