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Empty Bottles

from The Misery Harvest by Osmium

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Your morals float away like piss in the wind,
As you’re waiting for the drugs to kick in,

I find it hard to understand,
All this suffering caused by your own hand,
The poison’s in the damage done,
It’s to late to turn and run,

I see you falling into ashes and dust,
And now you’re losing everyone that you trust,
So now the devil has planted his seed,
And you are proud that from the tongue you will bleed

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from The Misery Harvest, released January 6, 2012

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Wielding the riff sword in the name of groove.

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