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Barren wastelands in my head Constructive thoughts, all about dead My mind is floating out in space No emotion can show on my face I hit the wall day after day There's no words that I can say 8 second seizure, destroying me I'm on the floor, can't take any more 8 second seizure My brain is diseased, I cannot think Did too much, fell over the brink Reality has no grip on me I've got to take to feel free Barren wastelands in my head Constructive thoughts all about dead Don't know what I'm doing Don't know where I've been Got too much shit up my nose It's a motherfucker man! From Letras Mania