My Delusion

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Cocktails mixing within my head
Dreaming awake; feeling the dead
They will not stop until I die
Every time I close my eyes I hear the cries
Of thousands of burning baby lies
They will not stop until I die
Every time I close my eyes I hear the cries
I hear the cries.....

The cocktails swirling within my soul
The drugs they take to fill the hole
They all come dressed in white
To steal me away like a thief in the night
I won't give in without a fight
I will stab, crush, hit and bite.
Anything to keep my tortured soul
Because they can never fill this hole.

 

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