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King father On his throne Spews my faults From whiskey lips Points a finger Shakes his fist Take a pill Too numb to feel Balance Drive through town Listen to sounds Pass by holy ground Can't go in Sorry friend Guilt ridden sin Take a pill Too numb to feel Balance At the crossroad Life or death Razor sharp memory Slices to bone Mind cries Just leave me alone! Take a pill Too numb to feel Balance
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