I'm in and out
I'm up again
God damn your lies
And damn my sins
Two words create a black hole-
In any other situation they wouldn't mean a thing
But now I'm falling down
Into the consequence they bring
You got the first hit
But through my bleeding lips
I'll tell you one last time
I'm out, away, above it
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