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I fear for the poet that's uninhibited
By the amber liquid, keeps flowing
On his path of overconsumption
Making something out of nothing
While selflessly breaking and feeding
On this path of overconsumption

Someone that feels the way I do
Someone that makes me feel like you

Your fingers are bruised
Your neck is aching from over-compliance
You're dying on this path of pseudo science
Stretching veins into nerves
Making sure that it hurts

You're always on my mind
You're always on my mind

Someone that feels the way I do
Someone that makes me feel like you
Someone that feels the way I do

Well it's another diatribe
It's another drunken night
It's new skin from old skin
Desperately seek those
Begin agains
cut off the dead limbs
We can't all be trees

Someone that feels just like me
Someone that feels just like me
Oh, oh, oh, oh

You're always on my mind
You're always on my mind
You're always on my mind
You're always on my mind

Always on my mind
Always on my mind
Oh, oh, oh, oh
My mind, my mind
Oh, oh, oh, oh

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