Yellowcard
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Lying soaked in sweat tonight
your knuckles white
you try to fight....
the need for more to get you by
you've had enough you wonder why...
even now your body cries for chemicals
to blind your eyes
i wonder can you stay this high when the cells being to die forever
crush it up crush it up
take it down take it down
smash it up smash it up
falling down
swallowed like the medicine that's broken down my happy friend
i wonder if he'll let me in if i come to see him when he's better
there's powder in the powder dissolving your guts
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