Feels like im back in the death cycle again.
Narcotics make me spin.
Thoughts of sin.
No matter it feels like i can win.
Its just an illusion.
A flow of confusion.
Leading to more drug distrabution.
Fuck the institution.
My own words cant explain.
All the joy and pain.
Going up inflame.
Sorrows of life mounting.
Every step deaths counting.
Blood in the fountain.
I cant escape this hole im down in.
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