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Lirieke: Escape the Fate. Massacre.

Oh, this is a problem
That'll stay with me till I RIP
This is a habit
Drugs weren't made for an addict like me
Close my casket
Send me to my grave
Bury me alive
I don't deserve this
I don't deserve this place

I've medicated myself again
I feel I'm killing my only friend
I've torn this world asunder
As I am slippin under

I'm seeing double
Everything is breaking away
My heart is pounding
Out my chest And punches my face
So close my casket
Put me in my grave
Bury me alive
I don't deserve this
I don't deserve this place

Yeah, yeah
I'm going insane
Sane, sane, sane