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Lack of sleep allows a person to see the truth
For every mistake, every error, every failure
Is a cut to the soul
Once it is all bled away, this shell will die
Suffering from the parasite in the brain
The voices whisper their way to the back of the mind
No one speaks them better than you
Words that pierce the soul
There is no way out, no escape to be found
Suffering from the parasite in the brain
Anger keeps the demons at bay but how long can this last
Molded from clay but lessons learned quickly
Resolve is shaken, value is lost
Perseverance the only thing to keep you standing
Suffering from the parasite in the brain
Jon Gray Lang.com 