Alone In The Addict

The Syncope Threshold

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    Can you relate to the great race
    With no bounds for first place no room for correction
    Until you've been told you're going the wrong direction.
    Can you relate to when we all believe
    What we see fictitiously bleeding
    On the web like walking past a cemetery wishing you were dead.

    The cold sweat drips down my neck,
    My pulse fades and so does the time,
    There's no need to cry little child
    For I swear that it will be alright.

    Can't anyone hear me? Or has my voice been used up?
    I can't stop the bleeding or fix what I've fucked up.
    Can't anyone hear me? Or has my voice been used up?
    I can't stop the bleeding or fix what I've fucked up.

    The cold sweat drips down my neck,
    My pulse fades and so does the time,
    There's no need to cry little child
    For I swear that it will be alright.

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    Open your eyes to the violent images of being alone!

    Look beyond what's real to learn to cope and deal...
    Look beyond what's real to learn to cope and deal...
    Look beyond what's real to learn to cope and deal...
    Look beyond what's real to learn to cope and deal...

    So they say tomorrow is another day...
    So they say we must learn to break away...

    The cold sweat drips down my neck,
    My pulse fades and so does the time,
    There's no need to cry little child
    For I swear that it will be alright.

    Sweat drips down my neck (it freezes)
    My pulse fades and the time, (starts beating)
    (There is no need to cry) There is no need to cry aloud little child.
    Sweat drips down my neck (it freezes)
    My pulse fades and the time, (starts beating)
    (There is no need to cry) There is no need to cry aloud little child.

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