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Self medication is a slit to the wrist Gettin down to work get to the root of this With all your ups and downs I'm getting sick of it Take in lights and sounds Cause I'm on top of it Are you done? 2x These things have got to stop Before there's none of us left to do this over We're running out of time and I for one could not stand to loose another Your good intentions are a thang of the past Seconds turn inside the hour glass Moments fade away leaving evidence Of how they came to stay Well thats irrelevent Are you done? 2x These things have got to stop Before there's none of us left to do this over We're running out of time and I for one could not stand to loose another 2x Are you done?! 3x |