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Text: Coroner. Why It Hurts.

Lonely it spreads its wings
Eager to wake my fire
Slowly circling over me
Burning with deep desire
I don't know why it hurts
What the hell is it all about
When I lie awake at night
I feel it all 'round me
Winding like the snake of old
It's foul breath all about me
I don't know why it hurts
What the hell is it all about

It fills my head with words
But when I want to speak
I don't know what to say
I feel like shattered glass
Is cutting at my very heart
I long for it with every nerve
It's tearing me apart
I don't know why it is
What the hell is it all about

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