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Mar 2015
Let's finally see what helps
One pill, Two pill, Three pill, Four
Many colours for every mood
An injection here or there
A puff of smoke for you too
Lets grab that razor blade
See to that pain
No? Still not working?
Lets cut into your head shall we
Take out your brain and shred it into a million red pieces
And stare at yourself in the mirror for hours
Until a smile appears
A taunted simper
A thoughtless tear
No? Still not working?
Lets grab ourselves some Janola
A bit o' bleach and methylated spirits,
Ought a do the trick!
Gulp it back and listen to it gurgle
With a tentative ear of suicidal tendency
No? Still not working?
Pop every pill, swig every spirit,
Cut every main artery and mutilate your lungs
See to that pain
Now tell me,
Is it working?
Lachrymose and Lies
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Lachrymose and Lies  In a tormented mind
(In a tormented mind)   
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