Laying on my bed
You hurt me deep inside me
From so far away
From the dead carcass
We take a bone and break it
And we make a wish
Try meditation
Instead of medication
Or in the reverse
She sees my anger
And she sees how I've been wronged
So she tries to help
Perhaps addiction
Is what keeps me up at night
And what helps me sleep
Sometimes a straight line
Is nothing more than a lie
Whiting out the truth
Morning has broken
Maybe like the first morning
Maybe like brand new
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