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In search of sleep I scour out my mind. Come up with the fear, that I am a slave to mankind. What can I love when there is nothing around? You might as well bury me six-feet-underground. I am driven by desire to see this world upside down. With my back against the wall I have no choice. I am probably a dead horse but not willing to drown. If you tell your lies I can hear the devils voice. Eye for an eye. You keep me locked up and want me swallow your words. I got not your conscience so you will get my reverse. You put your fingers on the wrong neck. I will bite the hand that feeds as the weight grows on my back.
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Dog Days,
released November 24, 2012
Farewell Records
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