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I had to face you again I had to taste you once more Alone I had to hit that wall With you as my mentor And watch my wretched flesh rot Inhaling the stench of regret Feeling life stripped from my vertebrae Free in my toxin vortex Peak hour Sewer Side I had to face you again I had to taste you once more Alone I had to hit that wall With you as my mentor Rising from the bile of today I refrain from that touch Knowing I'll still feel you tomorrow