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I need an escape,

Something to take away the pain,

The craving is in my vein,

So I stick the neetle in.

No matter what I do,

It's never good enough.

The craving is in my pain,

So I cut myself again.

This make-shift warmth keeps me happy,

It's not so bad anymore,

The craving is in the bottle,

So I take another drink.