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Oct 2014
I no longer feel my heart is dead, my life is flashing past
The body's cold, my face is red, the rush it cannot last
It's so intense it goes right down, on me without a fight
My lover drug, no wedding gown, in shades of beige and white
I'd sell my soul to get some more, I'd steal from you and lie
And I will be it's ******* *****, until the day I die
There's no way out, and I keep on looking back
To the days of love and care
I haven't got any doubt, the devil is in me now, and I cannot get him out
I know my days are numbered, and it's coming to an end
The pain I cannot bare
Say goodbye, to a man that you once knew
I'm slipping away, to the place that I will stay, to a closet all by myself
Yes I'm all alone, but I'm feeling kind of crowded, I guess I need another hit
Yes I'm all alone, but I'm feeling kind of desperate, I guess I'll take another hit
I spend my days wondering I'm so alone, I cannot seem to justify my life
I need someone to bare witness on my soul
And to feed me when I have no where to go
Oh you know me, if you front me I will pay, I'll do anything I'll be your friend
I'm paranoid, see me standing at your door
I'm begging you to feed me can't you see
So off I go, to a world that I call home
There's no place that I truly want to be
You look at me, won't you tell me what you see
Can you see, the tombstones in my eyes
Randy Bryte
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Randy Bryte  London, Ont.Canada
(London, Ont.Canada)   
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