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[Verse 1]:

I can still hear myself

Being carried away by an ambulance

I can still hear you say to me

That you don’t love me anymore

Oh, I can still taste the black

It coats my throat, soaks my tears

Pray now, pray now

The man next door is screaming

‘Cause he don’t know his brain no more

[Drop]

[Verse 2]:

I can still feel the war

That is brewing around the dinner meal

All my friends, they’re infused

With an ego as big as an “artist deal”

Oh, I could get all wrapped up and point my fingers

Point them, point them

To everyone who’d ever know

But they will never know

That I feel like I’m lost forevermore

[Drop]