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we are out of favour
a danger to ourselves
it's not amphetamines, it's something else
my body's smeared in bloody red
she said she loved me
but i don't trust her yet
i'm not quite lucid, i'm far from clean
i'm plummeting slowly, doused in dopamine
the walls are thin, my nerves are shot
i'm vulnerable and i know it
is that door locked?