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Poured wine down my throat
To drown my wicked thoughts but,
My heart cried instead.

Tried to sober up 
I was already drowning
In pain and tears, tragedy.

Nightmare tasted sweet
Fine poison aged like wine
But I puked it out…

‘Cause I will suffer
Fated to agonize more
Torture, sweet torture.

The pain and pleasure
Oh, started loving it
Pain and pleasure more

If I have to die
Why not make it tonight though
When I am too doped.

Aye! Too dope, too numb
Uncaring what the world brings
Take me tonight. Now!

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