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Pray to someone
I'm going out of my head
Dislocate
Stay safe in your unmade bed
Lysergik funeral procession
The world is watched
Straight from your TV sets
Makes you ill
Turn off and drop out in spurts
Lysergik funeral procession
I get up, get ready to face this world
I come down
I come down so hard, I hit then bounce
In a pool of piss I lay
Once revived, I was better off like I was
In so many pieces
And I'm so damn mad, so fucking mad
To lose that special darkness
I've got nothing to lose
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