And the sad sad story goes:
You're leaving, leaving what's left of your mind, yeah
And the symptoms you can't hide come oozing
Oozing from your wounds like pus
And the sad sad story goes:
You're leaving, leaving here for good this time
Yeah, right. Maybe tomorrow!
And the symptoms you can't hide come oozing
Oozing from your veins like blood
Writer(s): Reilly, Vanek
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