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-bad habit-
i stare down the hall
at were you usta stand
wishing for one more moment
that i could hold your hand
drugs were your worse habit
and you never thought you would die
but the day you left me
i never got a good-bye
you would sit with all your friends
and little did they know
that your addiction would do this
and you would hafta go
so now you sit in heaven
and i wonder everyday
if you ever took to heart
all the things i had to say
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*BlOoDdRoPs08*
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flames to dust, lovers to friends, why do all good things come to an end
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ill draw a picture, a picture on my rist, ill draw it with a razor, ill draw it with a twist, and as i draw this picutre, a fountain will appear and as the fountain starts to flow all my problems will disappear
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