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Friday, August 15th, 2003
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1:14 am
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clutching my cure, i tightly lock the door
i try to catch my breath again. . .
i hurt much more than any time before
i had no options left again. . .
i'll paint it on the walls because i'm the one at fault
i'll never fight again, and this is how it ends. . .
i don't know what's worth fighting for or why i have to scream
but now i have some clarity to show you what i mean. . .
i don't know how i got this way, i'll never be alright
so i'm breaking the habit. . .
breaking the habit tonight
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