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A few snippets from the very old lyrics...may have been onto something:

sick of my days, heal my night scar
i just sold my mom, belly up to the bar
ready to run something's gonna come down
i may not make it but you don't have to cry
have to cry

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scream with me if you can
envision a nether never land
hopelessly lost at no great cost
i'm inside my outside and back again

i think i'll just wait
no one i need to see anyway
my body sinks, head held high
grinning softly, soundly
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up through the hills they came
filled with lusting thrills
not bold enough to kill
so cheap, so the same
call it a man and lay the blame

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