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Oct 09, 2004 22:58

So many times you come to me crying-trying to stop, you said it hurts so bad-but please dont let you-go back for more-
i'm a zombie in a body-with no soul or role I have learned to play in a world today where nothing else matters,but it matters,
we gotta start feeding our souls,not our addictions or afflictions of pain to aviod the same questions we must ask ourselves to get any answers
we gotta start feeding our souls that have been lost to the millions with lots, who feed on addiction selling pills and whats hot I wish i could save myself from all the delusions, all the confusion of a nation that starves for salvation
but clothing is the closest approxatimation to God and He only knows that drugs are all we know of love
Every day we starve while we eat white bread and beer instead of a handshake or hug, we spill the pills and, sweep them under the rug
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