Mind is racing, always chasing, poison burn, try not to taste it.
Hide in plain sight, no way to fight, lay on the tracks, no end in sight.
Same as before, receive nothing more, blind but can see, soul drained and body sore.
Used and cast away, would never stay, broken under heel, nothing left to say.
Dead and gone, never did belong, worthless excuse , harbingers song.
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