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Taken all the pills
Where's the cure for what you feel
Futures tied, all wired
While futile moments wait to be hanged on your wall
While wishing, missing found a trigger in your head
A pointless letter written to yourself

I'm grabbing poison with my useless naked hands
What could have been fades in to a drifting cage

We are swallowing our breaths
We are slowing heart beats
It's silent as hell
It's coldness, is pain

Feel no pain

We are swallowing our breaths
We are slowing heart beats
It's silent as hell

Feel no pain

I'm grabbing poison with my useless naked hand
What could have been fades in to a drifting cage

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from Loose Translation, released October 11, 2011

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