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Always be thereFace I live withAlways be thereFace I live withAbscess memory with broken fingersAll the falled down angelsRaw pain distressIt’s all in the way we know that we could have it allSome satelites of pain can’t always be ignoredWar on all sidesWar on all sidesDrink life as it comesStraight no chaserLife as it comesStraight no chaserClimb inside youAway from strangersBuilding a systemOf alleys and motorwaysIt’s all in the way we know that we could have it allSome satelites of pain can’t always be ignoredIt’s all in the face of what we thought we knew beforeWar on all sidesWar on all sidesWar on all sidesKeep on drivingHair left morning wetThere’s nothing like losing youThere’s nothing like losing youThere’s nothing like losing youThere’s nothing like losing you

I don’t mind thisBarefoot againJust a skin fullWhat we choose to forgetThinking you knowThinking you see all sidesCasting a stone from your handYeah rightHell is where the heart isSynapse againNothing more I can doI haven’t done againOnly wanted nothing wrongTaking a cue from seven daysI bet you never listenBurning holes in all your clothesRazorblade suitcaseAll the tricks of the tradeFavourite ways you can loseFavourite ways you can hateHell is where the heart isSynapse againNothing more I can doI haven’t done againI haven’t done againOnly wanted nothing wrongTaking a cue for better daysI bet you never glistenBurning holes in all your clothesBurning holes in all your clothesHell is where the heart isSynapse againNothing more I can doI haven’t done againHell is where the heart isWhere the heart isWhere the heart is

I bleach the skyevery nightloaded on wrongand further from rightspinning aroundtwo howling moonscause they’re always therewhatever i dothe river is loadedi’ve been there todaytook it some questionsshe does me againi’d die in your armsif you were dead toohere comes a liewe will always be truegoing upwhen coming downscratch awayit’s the little things that killtearing at my brains againthe little things that killthe little things that killbigger you givebigger you getwe’re boss at denialbut best at forgetcupboard is emptywe really need foodsummer is winterand you always knewgoing up when coming downscratch awayi touch your mouthmy willy is foodaddicted to lovei’m addicted to foolsi kill you oncei kill you againwe’re starving and crudewelcome my friends tothe little things that kill

Iron lung, I know you well / Deal with you like a bad spell / See the trail, moon burns / Red stripe and vicadin

When we die, we go into the arms of those that remember us / We are home now, out of our heads, out of our minds / Out of this world, out of our time / Are you drowning or waving

Warm Sun feed me up / And I’m leery loaded up / Loathing for a change / And I slip some boil away