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"Strung Out"

Album: Lost Angel (2002)

Listen to me, Jesus
This disease deceives us
Takes us for a flight
Then shoots us down

We need some protection
From this soul infection
Help us save ourselves before we drown
Fight on, fight on

I can't release myself
Calm the storm that builds inside
Kill off emotions
And I'm strung out again

I can't escape myself
Cuz I've been running all my life
Kill off emotions
And I'm strung out again

A little hit can take away my fears
And make me feel a real man
Selling all I have to make me whole
I can feel the fire fueling me now
I've lost control
Fight on, fight on

I'm sick and tired
Of being sick and fucking tired
Heard the last shot fired
Walked the high wire
No desire left now that I accept

Hanging by a rope
Seen a little bit of hope, gotta cope
This ain't no fucking joke
Cuz my next binge with the syringe
Might do me in
Take me out
Down for the count

You're living in this chaos
That ain't what I'm about
Motherfucker
I see you wasing away
You look at me and you see the same
Why must we be normal and sane
Why must we live this life of pain

I'm just a slave headed for the grave anyway
I'm just a slave headed for the grave anyway
I'm just a slave headed for the grave anyway
I'm just a slave

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