.Trapped inside a canister to keep me starved
Decaying 15 years in Rigor Mortis hell.
This want for brains, slowly gathers my nerves
The only thing I have, will always make me well!!!
Oh Tina, it's starting all over again.
I feel it tightening my arms and legs and skin
Trioxins .
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