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Rehab

Click Click Bang! Now who's dead? A shot in the arm is like a shot in the head If you're not moving forward you'll only fall down My life is in colors now yours is still black and brown I know you can feel it I know you're aware That although you're still breathing you're hardly even there What do you expect? Consider your future At the rate you're going you will always be a moocher a dirty parasite, just feeding off others your own selfish motives end up harming your brothers And eventually, you'll see everyone's moved along orchestrating symphonies while you still sing your sad song So wake up! see the beauty that moves all around you And excavate those demons that have vowed to surround you I've watched you fall prey to their vicious, scathing hunger It's time to grow up you're not getting any younger There are passions of yours, waiting must I really remind you? You're tethered so tightly to the chemicals that bind you All those dirty needles you prick at your skin they wear you rail thin as you Sickly Sin Let your life begin and wet your fins Jump into the stream and soak it all in Let me see that grin I know it's there Just take a deep breath and taste the fresh air!
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