He's cold, as if dead
his soul doesn't breath
Narcolepsy from a nervous breakdown
the heart ceases to beat again
the shape changes, the substance remains the same
Pray for him now that begins to live
pray for yourself...you're dead
Absent, absinthe, amphetamines, three a's for glory
Narcolepsy from a nervous breakdown
the heart ceases to beat again
the shape changes, the substance remains the same
Pray for him now that begins to live
pray for yourself...you're dead
Suffering becomes truth everything has a meaning and reality seen in
Narcolepsy from a nervous breakdown
the heart ceases to beat again
the shape changes, the substance remains the same
Pray for him now that begins to live
pray for yourself...you're dead
Look around they bleed, and what's going on
they're dead, in mind, try to hold on
and feed the world
you cannot read the truth
The world doesn't need your time
time doesn't need the world to go forward
begin to understand that you have to let go
Look around they bleed, and what's going on
they're dead, in mind, try to hold on
and feed the world
you cannot read the truth
What's going on in this whole fucking world...

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