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The medicine cabinet's empty, there's nothing for my head. Inside I'm made of concrete, my eyelids feel like lead. I'm feeling for a pulse, but it's no use. My head was screwed on tight now it's coming loose. And I've been to the bottom of a bottle or two; that shit just kept me down. I'm sick of short cuts leave me on the ground.
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savethecivilians On Sep 10, 2005
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