The Sin of A Perfect World

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oh, the feeling is coming back,

it overwhelms me like a heart attack

and i know it pains you to see me going back,

but i cant help this anxiety,

It's going, going

now im gone

i know the phone call is going to hurt,

you'll feel thrown astray,

but i promise, you'll see me again some day.

i can see it now,

you're at the top of a building wondering how,

your world could be so pained,

now your going down, down, down.

your angelic body is now one with the ground

and then i wake up,

sitting in a hospital bed.

the rush of those pills should of had me dead.

where are you now?

the one i love is no where to be found

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