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What's Left of "s***life" Lyrics

I can't seem to stop breaking out my teeth, but I hear it can be therapeutic.
Clinging to threads in motion.Stepping out from under what I mean.Living in
dreams too lucid for comfort, my blood is slipping.My brother dying.I'm not
sure you can die from it, but I'm going f**king crazy sleeping on the floor.
Once it was a shotgun, then it was a knife.My dreams,my blood combing my brain.
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