You could be forgiven for thinking
I was hoping there is a purgatory
Body-torturing, I was sinking ever deeper
And choking on the inflammatory

These things, they held me so dearly
'Substituting' something
In truth, I was really
Just a habitual slave to the ritual
Heading for the obituaries

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A compulsive obsessive
I couldn't kill my sorry self too soon
A compulsive obsessive
I wouldn't want you to find yourself down there too

Probably you thought I was faking
Continually making a mountain
Out of nothing at all
In my cowardice, I was breaking
Forever forsaking my hope of a miracle

Time and again, so unnecessary
Unfit to handle a life solitary
An incorrigible dumb individual
My own worst arch-adversary

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No sleep, just surrender
Desire-driven, a repeat offender
I'd only see through
Swimming magenta eyes
As I'd curse and cry

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If only you knew
The things that I'd do
What I'd turned into
Oh, the places I'd go...