High Tide - Aflliction

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There's a feeling in my veins

I'm fighting it to no avail

It's got ahold of the reins

Spreading like a deadly disease 

So profoundly 

Coursing through me with ease

Like the tides in the sea

It's my greatest affliction

Eating away all the good left in me

I need my own Wilson in tow

To save me from insanity

Lost my life-raft long ago 

Now I have nothing stopping me

I succumb and let the feeling grow

Relishing in it

To the dark side I go

It's now a perfect fit

My affliction won

Salvation replaced by the devil

It apart of me...

No....

It's now all of me

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