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Maylene and the Sons of Disaster
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I feel like hell I've caught the sickness once again I ain't getting up Think i'm slipping away I want to soar like the prophets before addicted to the turbulence sucked in under false pretense i wanna say what needs to be said addicted to the turbulence feel the past come rushing in These palms dont lie, i cant focus when the statics on routines i hide dont mind killing this secrets mine I want to soar like the prophets before addicted to the turbulence sucked in under false pretense i wanna say what needs to be said addicted to the turbulence feel the past come rushing in Gotta stop myself i cant take this when i fall the clouds won't cradle oh how tempting they are make you feel like you have it all DRIVE ME MAD A FULL ON RAMPAGE THE OLDER I AM THE LESS FEELING I HAVE WITHOUT THE GOSPEL LOSING THE TRUTH IM LOSING THE TRUTH