Pin yourself to the bed and believe,
it's the only salvation girl, that you'll receive.
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Does it hurt to be sober,
when you remember what you're doing?
I'm that girl with the dirty secret; herself.
I wonder how it feels to diffuse in asphalt,
dying in chemical infidenlity?
It's not that I'm cheating - at least,
I'm cheating only me.
I pull myself away, looking at the walls
and remember the first time I saw them.
This is all I've become, a caged controversy,
that nobody can believe in
or at least I wish they didn't.
I'm afraid to be sober, I'm afraid
of what I'll see.
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