The End II

so this is how the end will come for this we spend our lives fighting so this is our final freedom the grip of reality is slowly tightening

CAUGHT YOU

you want to tell me something? okay. you killed alex yesterday? okay.

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you…you.

i tried to look at your face but i saw his instead i couldn’t bear the pain because of you my Alex is dead

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Are We Getting Sober Or Staying Below?

here and there the blood still flows even though we tried to drain it all my best friend and the only one that knows that i’ve even ever done Heroin at all

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Kurt Cobain

I have lived the life of heroin And felt the fear of bands that grew too fast The Distillers forever fucked up my life, But Nirvana didn’t fuck over Kurt

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