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Jan 2014
Maybe I'm going insane
The medicine is working anymore
It's 4am and I'm screaming your name

Maybe I'll just run outside
I don't care how cold it is
I need to feel something
Besides this ******* numbness

My hands are shaking
My head is spinning
Am I high?

I see you on my ceiling
You're telling me to go
Eventually I just
Go
MD
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