CXXII. antidote

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Fucked up childhood, fucked up teen years
Give me the antidote for this trauma and all these tears

Mama in pain, daddy's nowhere
Give me the antidote for this gone - wrong affair

Friends all leaving, sense of betrayal reeking
Give me the antidote, my wrist is leaking.

People are watching, my life is show stopping
Give me the antidote, there's no one helping

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