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I lost him in a bottle of Mucinex And a flood of serotonin I lost him between the ‘D’ and ‘M’ And a flood of serotonin Convulsions, fever, hallucinations It was just because of serotonin Overloading his system, forging images That then began to own him But then the questions late at night Why did he choose to end his life? Was it a choice, did he think of us? It’s all because of serotonin I can’t stomach the thought of him lying At my age in a hospital bed Because the world was too dark That grandfather ghosts must stand above him and make a choice All because of serotonin And how did he—No! I can’t go there I can’t, I don’t want to know! And in the end, all that’s important, was it was all serotonin I lost him eight hundred miles away Without a chance to hold on, not for a moment I lost him at the Golden Gate Because of ******* serotonin
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Jun 15, 2016
Jun 15, 2016 at 8:23 PM UTC
Serotonin
I lost him in a bottle of Mucinex And a flood of serotonin I lost him between the ‘D’ and ‘M’ And a flood of serotonin Convulsions, fever, hallucinations It was just because of serotonin Overloading his system, forging images That then began to own him But then the questions late at night Why did he choose to end his life? Was it a choice, did he think of us? It’s all because of serotonin I can’t stomach the thought of him lying At my age in a hospital bed Because the world was too dark That grandfather ghosts must stand above him and make a choice All because of serotonin And how did he—No! I can’t go there I can’t, I don’t want to know! And in the end, all that’s important, was it was all serotonin I lost him eight hundred miles away Without a chance to hold on, not for a moment I lost him at the Golden Gate Because of ******* serotonin
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Jun 15, 2016
Jun 15, 2016 at 8:23 PM UTC
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