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So this is where we're at, another fight in the kitchen where I'm laying passed out, Asleep from drinking the cleaners. Broken down with my head in my hands. I used to be so happy. What's happened to me? That's where the cleaning supplies come in. In a state of inhibition, my head just spins. Broken up and broken down and my head just spins. So this is where we're at another fight in the bedroom where I'm laying passed out, giving into addiction. There's been a fight in every room of this house. Where you once stood, Letras de cancionesthe walls echo with loneliness. That's where the cleaning supplies come in. In a state of inhibition, my head just spins. Broken up and broken down and my head just spins. I'm trading for dependence at both ends. From Letras Mania