Conditional Healing

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Tell me how to make the room stop
 Spinning and spinning, and (Spinning and spinning, and)
 Bridge burner, thought machine
 Car crashing fantasy
 Burnout (A blaze of glory)
 No one repents if they're living a dream
 Force fed false peace
 Crawl into the cage
 Slow pace through sewer grates
 Constricted veins of snakes
 Conditional healing, you fucking fakes
 I want their heads on a fucking stake
 Systematic heaven dispenser
 Automated addict rejector
 Sharpened syringe, orgasm injector
 Tools of the trade
 Thirty milligrams of violence
 Between Sun and Moon, there is silence
 The alarm clock rings
 Shivering and you're left with nothing
 Heal me with what kills me
 Heal me with what kills me
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 Tell me how to make the room stop
 Spinning and spinning, and (Spinning and spinning, and)
 Shamans breed slavery
 Chained to the gurney
 Overdosed (A blaze of glory)
 Licking the wound of dependency
 When it has you
 It has you for eternity
 Systematic heaven dispenser
 Automated addict rejector
 Sharpened syringe, orgasm injector
 Tools of the trade
 Thirty milligrams of violence
 Stand for a moment of silence
 Eighty-one thousand times the light died
 How many more mothers have to bury their sons?
 You sick motherfucker
 All for what?
 A seat at the table in Hell
 All for what, motherfucker?
 A seat at the table in Hell
 Heal me with what kills me
 Heal me with what kills me
 Tell me how to make the room stop
 Spinning and spinning, and (Spinning and spinning, and)
 

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Duration
03:58
Key
10
Tempo
89 BPM

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