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Frontal Lobe

Something's wrong
No place to turn
Who can help
Watch it burn
I've hoped for life
To rid all my pain
What do I have
I'm doomed, insane

Am I selfish
Is this real
I'm in denial
Of how I feel

I'm cold and alone
Search to be free
I never wanted this
Guilt in me

Torment builds
It takes its toll
Broken hopes
Broken soul
I did it right
With nothing to show
As I fail
My hate grows

Falling, to an end
Falling, I descend
Falling, to an end
Falling, I descend

Save me from this hell
Free me from my cell


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