The Darker Side of Poetry
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I FEEL MY HEAD EXPLODING
I FEEL I CAN'T RELATE
I DON'T NEED THIS PRESSURE PINCHING
I JUST WANT TO INTOXICATE
I FEEL I CAN'T GET BY
SOMETIMES I WANT TO DIE
IF IT MEANS I CANNOT CRY
I'M LEFT WITH ONE GOODBYE
I FEEL I CAN'T RELATE
I DON'T NEED THIS PRESSURE PINCHING
I JUST WANT TO INTOXICATE
I FEEL I CAN'T GET BY
SOMETIMES I WANT TO DIE
IF IT MEANS I CANNOT CRY
I'M LEFT WITH ONE GOODBYE
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