Strung Out — Bring out Your Dead

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One brief recollection of all the people in my life that have come and gone
One brief fleeting moment of people I’ve loved
And the people that I have wronged
Long lost are the loved one’s gone
But this bird cannot seem to mend it’s broken wing
So the lust for life dissipates and a new
Greed rises for the needful thing’s

Don’t wanna think about it, I indulge myself
Distraction means less pain
Bury my emotion to protect myself
‘Til i can’t feel a fuckin’ thing
I’ve dared to dream and i’ve tried to live
But I’ll play it safe instead
I’m just a slave to my vices now…
Bring out your dead

Voices wither and crack then die
The ringin’ in my ear will sing me soft asleep
Dead silence now is all I hear
Inspration following me

Don’t wanna think about it, I indulge myself
Distraction means less pain
Bury my emotion to protect myself
I can’t feel a fuckin’ thing
I’ve dared to dream and i’ve tried to live
But I’ve played it safe instead
I’m just another slave to my vices now…

My addiction, my illness
My only trusted friend
My addiction, my illness
My only childhood friend
Your twisted warm embrace engulfing all I tried to be
My body’s breaking under arm’s that will not
Set me free

My addiction, my illness my only childhood friend
My addiction, my illness my only trusted friend

Your twisted warm embrace engulfing all I tried to be
My body’s breaking under arms that will not
Set me free

Locked in this cage that I’ve built myself
Constructed out of
Twisted cold reminders of a life once lost
But i’ve found my way again
Here among the wreckage and the vampire’s
But i’ll play it safe again
I’m just a slave to my vices now…

My addiction, my illness
My only childhood friend
My addiction my only…