this mental sentence - graves at sea lyrics
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blue dots to keep calm, flat*lined and compressed
prescriptions open, the gates to my prison
insert the iv, to be fed the cure
upping the dosage, increase the fear
my life is a mess but my mind is pure
my pulse is monitored, to the sounds of machines
existence has become, a monotonous routine
symptoms to alleviate, placebos to control
the desired effect, the sensеs become dull
to deviatе from the plan, is never encouraged
expressed concern, an expected side effect
awaken from nightmares, to be force fed dreams
swallow the capsule, to satiate the hate
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