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Drift away the pain
The people
Drift away the pain
I can feel you
Shoot me in my back
Kill me so I relapsed
Shoot me in my back
I trail off, snapback
Linger in my mind
Come back
Linger in my mind
Train my heart to work again
Blank, Blank, Blank,Blank, Blank
Pain, Pain, Pain,Pain,Pain
Flame,Flame,Flame,Flame,Flame
Again,Again,Again,Again,Again
My thoughts of you will never be the same.
My thoughts of you will never be the same.
My thoughts of you will never be the same.
Drink this liquor of solitude to ease away the pain..
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