Lux

Waking up; I can't feel my feet.
My brain knows damn well I haven't gotten sleep.
I try and wake my friends; they're nowhere to be found.
Beer cans and liquor bottles, they cover the ground.

One more taste, another sip.
Another line. Another fix.
Different day, same as before.
It's hard to leave when there isn't a door.

It's funny what you find when you're searching.
Freedom is just a state of mind.
I met the Son of Satan.
Out of the darkness, he brought the light.

Rise above, sink below.
It's all a choice, occultists know.
Be the change you want to see.
Manipulate your reality.

Rise above, sink below.
It's all a choice, occultists know.
Be the change you want to see.
Master your reality.



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Writer(s): Lou Smith
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