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 Driven  even I can read
 Wouldn't want to fake it, and I'm  of this dream
  medications, in the back of the room
 Driven conversations, he died  June.
 
 See the stab wounds in  hands
  him dying in his room
 He's  in his room
 He's dying in  room
 Heading for  heading this way
  is coming, I don't care
 
  want to fake it, well I don't mind
 Giving conversations to  friend of mine
 Giving medications, in a  room
 Wouldn't  to fake it, I know I should
 
 See the stab wounds  his hands
  killed him, I don't care
 Keep  promise, you would too
 Keep a promise, even 
  the silence in his head
 He is coming,  don't care
 
 We're not gonna make  well I don't mind
 Wouldn't want  fake it, but I have this time
 Giving  to whom they don't know
 Taking medications till  stomach's full.
 
 See a famine in his 
 See him coming  their heels
 He loves you,  him a chance
 I don't love him, I  care
 See him starving, give him 
 It is  we don't care