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Jul 2012
I left my home with dreams to,
make something of myself.
Landed in Hollywood,
bright lights, lots of sound.

They took me in,
like a good friend.

Showed me all the ropes,
gave me riches, fame.
Messed with my head,
dug a hole, for my body.

Everyone's out to get,
you to submit.

I was a fool,
and I fell,
fell for it all.
And they didn't fall for me.
The Devil lives here,
and there's no...

Tried to go home,
and when I got there,
it didn't take long,
my addiction, it was too strong.

The drugs are out to get,
me to submit.

I was a fool,
and I fell,
fell for it all.
And they didn't fall for me.
The Devil lives inside me,
there's no...

escape.

Out,
out,
out,
I'm fallin' out...

Out,
out,
out,
I'm fallin' out of...

Out.
I'm fallin' out of reality.

I'm fallin' out,
out.
All the love.
I'm fallin' out,
out.
Was not enough.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
Barry Andrew Pietrantonio
Written by
Barry Andrew Pietrantonio  29/M/Salem, New Hampshire
(29/M/Salem, New Hampshire)   
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