I dance in a thunderstorm
as tears roll down my face
th acids burning my throat
as my dreams have gone away
am i gunna die
with fingers down my throat
wishing, dreaming and hoping
I can break this habbit of minee
help me, save me, rescue me
take away this pain
I thought I'd be happy knowing I could die
but it's killing me inside
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