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opiate
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maruku
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deaf and dumb and blind and born to follow
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half
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it's hard to follow with zero senses...Will you take my hand?
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half
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or pass me the pipe?
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001002
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Barrett
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"Choices always were a problem for you.
What you need is someone strong to guide you.
Deaf and blind and dumb and born to follow.
What you need is someone strong to guide you.
Like me."
TOOL
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birdmad
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The Caterpillar's favourite vice.
The anesthetic cloud.
Stop
Look
and
Listen
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crazychick
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stop drop and roll what?
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001123
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Mushroomman
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....If you want to get your soul to heaven, trust in me, now don't you judge or question......
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010707
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mushroomman
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You are broken, now, but faith can heal you, Just do everything I tell you to do...
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010707
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Devilsquishy
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"I know you well, you are a part of me..
I know youbetter than I know myself..."
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mushroomman
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Better than one might think...
You
are
A
Part
of
Me
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monde
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god's own medicine:
opiates are the mass
of my religion
or were
methadone satiates
not the same as satisfaction
but close enough
i hear the war is causing heroin shortage
not because america's junkies buy afghanistan heroin
but because the borders have tightened up all over, and the mexicans are having trouble getting their balloon mules through.
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unhinged
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your smell lingered on me
close you were
to make me smile later
i kept touching you in hopes
you could find your way back
to that place
but i have your secrets
and you have my heart
and while we live apart
engendered in our own
drugs of choice
that lingering smell can still
make me smile
the wonderingly small few
molecules of you
left behind
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birdmad
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the morphine that numbed my father through his last days as the cancer ravaged him
the little vials of a potent dose meant to be fed through the stent in his chest
when he was gone, i took a few, i kept them cold and there my habit began, before i graduated to the less conspicuous cigarettes which a knowledgeable friend doctored with heroin
nearly a year lost among the poppies
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paranoid martyr singing
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"Opiate", from Opiate [EP], Tool.
Choices always were a problem for you.
What you need is someone strong to guide you.
Deaf and blind and dumb and born to follow,
what you need is someone strong to use you...
like me,
like me.
If you want to get your soul to heaven, trust in me.
Don't judge or question.
You are broken now, but faith can heal you.
Just do everything I tell you to do.
Deaf and blind and dumb and born to follow.
Let me lay my holy hand upon you.
My God's will becomes me.
When he speaks out, he speaks through me.
He has needs like I do.
We both want to rape you.
Jesus Christ, why don't you come save my life.
Open my eyes and blind me with your light and your lies.
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unhinged
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i have managed to control my descent but i think it will soon be tumbling out of control. all in all, it's only four more months. i could make it out alive in only four more months. i can make it out alive can't i?
i want to do maynard.
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paranoid martyr
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i go first, unhinged. pleeeease?
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no reason
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i'm marrying him.
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unhinged
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sure. go ahead. i've never been the first to do anything.
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My one true love...
I live and I will die for you.
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ergo
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television
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Ouroboros
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I get cravings, deep cravings, for the cotton/numb/floating/emptiness that vicodin gives. I'm glad I don't have access to any/can't be tempted. Sense memory cravings fade.
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In_Bloom
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I traded them for the bliss of skin on skin
It's rarer, more expensive and a true challenge to maintain but it's my drug of choice, my indulgence
My treasure
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Risen
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Opiate withdrawal is horrible. It hurts. You run hot and cold and you sweat. Tiredness comes in waves, joining with the return of the bone and flesh fatigue of my condition which I had almost forgotten.
It gives you cravings, where your hands shake and your muscles twitch, and you can barely focus enough to tie a shoelace. They gave me a list of things which might help. All would have dulled my mind, except nicotine.
I bowed my head and went back to smoking.
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Risen
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Annnd again
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
from
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