Simple to fall apart,
the dry broken skin.
The sunken eyes will tell you lies,
you can't hide that kind of fire,
once its blazing, its blazing.
Madness, sadness,
manic panic,
pressure, pulsing, pounding, pain,
you can only pray for rain.
If your lucky you'll go numb,
before your face turns to dust.
Hope your legs move,
when your head decides to run.
Disease received,
in the air that...
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