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Feb 07, 2007 10:37

Like heroin pumping through my veins, 
I no longer can stop. 
My brain runs five hundred miles per second 
and my body races. 
My sight is impaired and my judgement as well, 
to finally just look into your eyes and feel emptiness.

I've let go
              Just like the addict should.
   I'm free, I'm free;
                                 Oh, I'm free
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