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Lyrics:
Pray to someone I'm going out of my head Dislocate Stay safe in your unmade bed
Lysergik funeral procession
The world is watched Straight from your TV sets Makes you ill Turn off and drop out in spurts
Lysergik funeral procession
I get up, get ready to face this world I come down I come down so hard, I hit then bounce In a pool of piss I lay
Once revived, I was better off like I was In so many pieces And I'm so damn mad, so fucking mad To lose that special darkness I've got nothing to lose
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