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Opiate
The opiate seems so appropriate tonight
I love these raw feelings that flood and fill
But without the black water I am empty still
My strength comes from the words that I write
The opiate seems so appropriate tonight
These cravings that corrupt and kill
let my thoughts pour, bleed and spill
My strength comes from the battles that I fight
But sometimes writing and fighting ain’t enough
Try to be somebody different and stay tough
And when you’re hooked to cook as heavy as mud
You gotta’ climb on a boat and ride out the flood
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