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You fell down
No one's around
And getting back up is not so easy to do
You've felt pain, but none is the same as the rip that's been cut into you
The taste of blood in your mouth
A comatose brain is not so easy to prove
You've known more, but done much less
The flourescent lights are insane

The sound of help is not coming
No it's not coming around
Tell me, where are your friends now?

You've got to get outta town
Get outta town
And settle your life down

A cold day, spend it in the sun
An open landscape is putting you off the run
There's a storm coming over the hill, but you're nowhere near

You took aim
Fortune and fame
A prototype of what you wanted to do
Your eyes lock and focus in on the pills, fucking up, and the brews
Please can you tell me the name
The one next to you in the photograph
Moving away
Holding it down
Survival is now all you need