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[Intrumental intro]
[Spoken Word]
So we're at the end,
And at the same time we're at the beginning
Of this misadventure.
Why I had to go down a dead end street
At 200 miles an hour
Screaming for vengeance and embracing death,
That's still something I'm trying to figure out.
You know a part of me thinks this is some big master plan
To expose the raw nerve endings of dysfunction so I can heal.
But you know addicts, we think everything's about us, don't we?
Man, it got so convoluted, polluted, and distorted
I ran with the only information I was given,
I turned it into my armor, my defense mechanism,
And my weapon of self destruction.
Yeah, I had a fucked up childhood. And I was a troubled teen.
Those are facts.
How I got there? That's a story told by many voices.
It's not my job to blame anybody anymore,
I just need to accept the path I was given.
This is, without a doubt,
My life... after death.
Life comes after
Death comes after
Life comes after
Death comes after
Life comes after
Death comes after
Life comes after
Death comes after
Life comes after
Death comes after
Life comes after
Death comes after
(Chuckling)