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[desertions]

...It's 5 am, and instead of sleeping, I am crying.

WTF, me?

I'm still cramping, so I took more vicodin
Now I feel like I might throw up again
This isn't helping the crying.

Neither is this song.


I'd listen to the words hed say
But in his voice I heard decay
The plastic face forced to portray
All the insides left cold and gray
There is a place that still remains
It eats the fear it eats the pain
The sweetest price hell have to pay
The day the whole world went away


I want my mommy....