Screeching Weasel

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Screeching Weasel


once upon a time it thought i wouldn't see tomorrow fist clenched eyes wide open waiting for someone to follow alcohol and sedatives just kept it all at bay no sex or drugs or rock and roll could nake the living hell that seemed unchangable just go away no it's here to stay i didn't find a god i'll leave that for the weak of mind i didn't find twelve steps i'd rather leave that all behind i watched as calmly as i could as my life seemed to fall apart then i sat and thanked myself for my own sick and damaged heart

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