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Prozack Staple


Define something in nothing 

I am alone with my thoughts once again 
Magnitude becomes solitude 
The sleep is picking at my brain 
I find it hard to think 
To think 

I find it hard, I find it hard, I find it hard to think 

Will this resolution, will this resolution 
Bring restitution 
I think not 

Cant try to name you all 
Too many thoughts at once 
I cant escape myself 
Why dont you go to hell 

Well fight! 
All right, fucker! 

Who will help me survive? 
Escape these thoughts from inside 
Is there a cure to my life? 
I think not 

We'll fight! 
All right, fucker!

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