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What's this parasite in my brain

Why its eating me away

Why doesn't it go away

I did all I knew that I could

But everyday it takes more and more

Sucking off my spirit, breaking it down

Disappears for an hour to get my guard down

Then rips into me, makes me fall to the ground

Or to the bed, now that's the truth I've said

They say it'll get better, I say it'll end

It'll end, it'll end, only my will to live I have to bend

The command to death is set, I only have to hit send

But this spirit is too weak, and this body weaker

And so I behave like this twisted creature

Who's all smiles in the day and in the night a silent screecher.

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