Inoculating my body with morticians liquid
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To achieve an unearthly undead high
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Addicted to embalming fluid
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I raid a funeral parlor workshop
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The substance abuse will leave me internally intact
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Becoming internally mummified
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My veins and arteries harden
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My entire body twitches and tingles
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I become rigid, anesthetized and cold
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I experience a rigor mortis high
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Every joint and muscle stiffens
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This incorrect and excessive use
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Will lead to an eventual overdose
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Unsterilized syringe quickly inhects
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As uncut chemicals flow and infect
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My habitual tendencies put me farther in my grave
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Enslaved by a substance that I embrace
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In love with this ghoulish elixir that slowly kills me
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Soporific sensations, I hallucinate till all is black
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My numbing brain soon cools
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And my languid heart slows to a stop
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My moribund body now takes a new trip
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As I hallucinate into the afterlife
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Stoned, I feel the sensations of the dead
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Habitual use of this concoction
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Embalmed as I breath never to rot away
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Intravenously traveling to my grave
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My habitual tendencies put me farther in my grave
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Enslaved be a substance that I embrace
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In love with this ghoulish elixir that slowly kills me
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Soporific sensations, I hallucinate till all is black
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I mainline, narcotized as formaldehyde
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Eats my blood
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My body fluids evaporate
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All that is left is the precious fluid
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This incorrect and excessive use
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Will lead to an eventual overdose
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Doped up on this elixir for the dearly departed
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Necro-narcosis, high on formaldehyde
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High On Formaldehyde
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Broken Hope |