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As I sit
In an easy chair
Gonna sniff
Till it greys my hair
Gonna walk
Into open air
Gonna fly
Until I'm not there
And you dream
About the things that last
But you can't
Do it fast enough
Release the servants that have served you well
Release the servants that have sold you out
Release the servants that lay in your bed
They released the dogs
Upon us
From everywhere
We had to run inside
But there's no place to hide
From the man
They had to get inside
They had to get inside
Of My head
there was suicide
there was suicide
on a pad
*** Jesus
Will you save us?
*** Jesus
*** Jesus