What a sad, sad picture to paint Of a dirty, dirty little soul We are so blind here Let's watch us all fall apart I find it hard to believe in it, believe in it, Believe in what you give to me I never thought I would find you here, find you here, Find you buried in chemicals So tie a rope to either side, either side And lets see how your limbs hold up Eventually we will sink or swim, sink or swim, Sink into the great abyss
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