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#1 - 1997

Stuck my hand in the fire

Put one foot in the grave

When the rain came to drown everything

I was waiting in place

With my mind on an island with no vacancy

It was terribly silent no one ever talks to me

I'm in need of a doctor or shock therapy

Won't you please wipe my memory clean

I want to be clean again

I want to live like I've never been torn in two parts

I want to be strangers again

I want to exhume your body and consume your heart

And make art of your every organ

I awoke with a start my teeth on the gravel

In dampness so dark too deep to unravel

I thought I was alone but the ground began to scurry

And I followed my new friends home

And we lived without worry

No heartbreak or hurry

And I'm never coming back

I'm never never coming back

What a lie I've become

All my senses are numbed

So I cut and it bleeds

And you all drink of me

As I slowly drift asleep

I want to be clean again

I want to be clean again

I'll never be clean again

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