Drug me up and make me bleed,
Pull me down to what I need,
Cut the source from which I feed,
The end is soon to come...

Blind my eyes to what I see,
Chain me up and set me free,
A mind distraught yet full of glee,
An army built of one...

Tape my mouth and gouge my eyes,
Stifle all my woeful cries,
Feeding off of all your lies,
The broken man has come...
 
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