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I'm just another body down Internal bleeding round and round And all can think of are ways to die alone And all can think of are ways to die alone A portrait of my skeletal gain Left selfish and hungry so feed me the pain Escape reality with new pain Then let the cycle start again And all can think of are ways to die alone And all can think of are ways to die alone Dream of content a pain filtered farm All I can say Dreams are bad when all they do is leave the truth behind Dreams are bad when negativity's a state of mind Dreams are bad when all they do is leave the truth behind Dreams are bad From Letras Mania