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Your bottles' almost empty, you know this can't go on.
Because of you my mind is always racing.
The needles' breaking your skin, the scar is sinking in.
And now your trip begins.
It's all over for you, when you're on the edge and falling off.
I know what runs through your blood, you do this all in vain.
Because of you my mind is always racing.
And it gets under my skin, to see you giving it.
It's all over for you.
Because of you my mind is always racing.
The needles' breaking your skin, the scar is sinking in.
And now your trip begins.
It's all over for you, when you're on the edge and falling off.
I know what runs through your blood, you do this all in vain.
And it gets under my skin, to see you giving it.
It's all over for you.
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