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Misery


express train to hell just left the station does anyone still have a reservation if so don't worry, it's alright if you do we'll just get you on the way back through those already aboard were arriving soon to where time is told with a needle & spoon & the clock is only hanging on by a thread you have just entered the land of the dead the fate of your life, now has a sinister plot any last order's before you take your shot if not then push the plunger & fade away who wants to live until there old & gray it's all overrated, plus I have your soul to get you here I achieved my goal not many make it back or even try they call heroin the devil & this is why tricks you into becoming someone your not like it was your friend from all the joy it brought always picked you up, on days you were down now just makes you sick when it's not around it's on a war path & destroys what it touches so never leave the house without bringing your crutches
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