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My heart went still
As I reach my hands up to my face
And the chaos within
Comes pouring out
Like a casket
And all these vices,
They get the best of me
And without reason,
They'll be the death of me
It's always in my mind
When company loves misery
Do you deny the truth?
To find comfort in
The life you see
And all these vices,
They get the best of me
And without reason,
They'll be the death of me
And I'm standing on
The edge of it all, watching myself
And I'm standing on
the edge of it all, watching myself
Watching myself
Watching myself
Watching myself
Watching myself
All these vices,
They get the best of me
And without reason,
They'll be the death of me
All these vices,
They get the best of me
And without reason,
They'll be the death of me.