| When you drag yourself around
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| When you look like shit, I know you think about it
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| The tempest, and when it will hit
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| If this dependancy were to turn to urgency
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| If this becomes more than just a thirst this week
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| I can’t come back, I can’t bare to see
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| You fall hard, face down without the ability to speak
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| You’re fading now, your ashes circle the drain
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| This isn’t it old man, please sit up straight
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| «Are you coming with me, love?»
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| It wasn’t fair to ask, to divide a terminal illness
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| To multiply the loss
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| 'at long last, my darling Persephone
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| Will you take my hand and remove this harrowing disease from me
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| I’m so exhausted, I’m not sure that the kind of tired I am
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| Can be fixed with rest, but I swear to you, I’m doing the best I can
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| With enough of his medication
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| And a bloodstream full of alcohol
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| A stomach full of poison, sealed in with Maxalon
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| «I cannot live without your father
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| Please forgive me my son»
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| And side by side before his very eyes
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| There they lie, intertwined and
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| She bid a silent adieu
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| To a benevolent life and to the world that you knew
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| Three sons and your infant grandchildren will walk beside you
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| Through that valley, of the shadow of death
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| I guess that things can never be the same
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| Not with this void running deep in my old man’s veins
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| It cannot change, it’s plain to see you’re ready to leave
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| When you heard a voice through the stereo, starting to plead
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| «Hear our song, please just hang on»
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| Sing along to our message to you
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| «Don't you forget who’ll take care of you»
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| Please |