Have I gone too far?
Am I too far gone?
Have I come unglued
Have I grown to close to you?
Have you seen me sweat
After 12 hours dry?
Can't you seen me shaking, for another drop of rye?
Do you ever, wonder why?
My functions go sour
My stomach gets mean
My mind becomes cloudy, all of this unseen.
My thoughts are on one, one foul-weathered friend
Who lately just lingers
And the rain it never ends
And the storm clouds trend and trend.
I've had my foes, had my woes, had my chemicals... but this one?
She's got teeth.
I've had my foes, had my woes, had my chemicals... but this one?
She's got teeth.

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