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[aid] => mick
[title] => Reality check
[time] => 2008-02-15 15:21:09
[hometext] => Rough draft.
[bodytext] => Got to go Got to get escape Got to learn pretty quick Brick walls don't break. Can't stand what you're becoming Past the point of emotional numbing No longer in the safe zone Low enough to sell ***** you own Got to support this black out Swimmin at full speed in self-doubt No. No. Busted Knuckles, no sleep, and bottle fights Yeah, that's how you spend our nights Into every bottle you wish to dive It's come to this, to make you feel alive Life gets crazy, when you know, this battle you won't beat You keep a stash of bail money hidden in the front seat As it slowly takes a hold All you have left is what you've been told You got to go You got to get escape You learn pretty quick Brick walls don't break. On the way to rock bottom, feet barley touching ground Curled up in a corner rarely making a sound There's a fire in your veins as you try to quit Wherever you go, you're pretty much lit It's this that's making you look over your shoulder It's the addiction taking over. Help me. Help me. I got to go I got to get escape I got to learn pretty quick Brick walls don't break. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 310 [topic] => 66 [informant] => happybunnyfan [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => drugabuse )
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