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Phoneutria fera the bringer of pain
you´re dead by hypoxia
I am rotting your veins

Red fangs as blood cutting you
tearing the skin from your face

Oh baby, I'm stuck in a bubble
And now hypoxia is giving me trouble
I'm tryna catch up with the speed that you're going
I think I'm breaking down,

I get these Hypoxia Blues

I'm on my way
But I don't know where I'm going to
I'm on my way
No, I don't know where I'm going to

She wants to mend

and bittersweet
Where light caresses the skin
With tenderness and heat
So we go down deep down
Another flap of the fin
But it feels like going up
When hypoxia kicks

Hard to breath when the air keeps thinning
Hypoxia made me see ya
It put me into motion

One hit of the Mary Jane
Nothing ever felt the same like her

Key Entity Extraction III: Vic the Butcher

Coheed and Cambria

The Afterman: Ascension

systolic 50 diastolic
Respirations, 10 per minute
Pulse Oximetry of 83% indicates severe hypoxia
And neurovascular compromise
Sirius, you are not well

Effectors of hypoxia 
Now you can't go far 
Under the water 
where you cannot breathe 
Chocking feeling 
Sinking deep 

So strange is the haze

physiological problems are listed below
Hypoxia, Altitude sickness, Decompression sickness and Barotrauma

Cabin Pressurization

enough
No one else to hold my body up
Pale blue from this hypoxia
It's all in my head

I don't want to see you cry
You were never here to pry
Lost,

the fuck out 'fore they go and lock me up
Smoke too much gas, I'ma feel the hypoxia
I don't feel you motherfuckin' phonies
Acting like we close but we was

mind
I don´t feel any pain I´m blind
Cerebral hypoxia
Free me from all consequences
Swallow my past
Clean my body
I surrender to destiny

how
I would write a love song for you if I knew how
I would give you the world if only I knew how
Tried to reach your standards now I have hypoxia
I get

We the fresh breath
We cut ya air like hypoxia
Phone going off
Just another nude from Dalia
Manifest my destiny
My ceilings past barometers
Talking

undersea
In a submarine
There's a fucking leak
The pressure climbing
And all I do is rhyming
I think I'm losing air
Hypoxia
And all I do is rhyming

Miss you

religious untill insomnia
Has me questioning existence hypoxia
Spent 3 days in the ER from the oxy's cut
Reading apocrypha

Go through changes
Yeah
I love how

hypoxia
Try to clap me, I'll hit you with a clap back
Flow robotic when logic was still in RatPac
I was out there killing it in a snap back
I'm a count

choking i drown
Unable to obtain air, survival futile

Air absorption is cut, an oxygen blockade
Cerebral hypoxia begins
Brain damage, to brain dead
My body

Hypoxia, a mask provides the life 
And I've got nothing left to lose

Hypoxia
Got lost inside this room
Inside my head
I itch my palms
And let this wave of water
Wash over my legs
I'm drowning
Nobody to ground me
I keep

open
Splicing spinal circuitry and soldering arteries
Hysterical Hypoxia
Cryo-mechanical intravenous formication
Imminent perfection
Placid to your

Unconscious redosing
ccting out nightmare hallucinations
State of full psychosis 

Hypoxia

Stopped judging books
By their covers
cnd started judging

I'm fighting some demons all night, that's insomnia
Dealing some drugs, shooting guns with the mafia
Noose around his throat, no O2 it's hypoxia
Tag

An invisible hand
Accurately placed around the neck
Tender at first, inviting. Warm.
But as it slowly squeezes
Hypoxia sets in
All grows dark.
All

Eutrophication produces hypoxia

What will be left? Watching it all rotting away
Generations will be cursed for an unforeseeable expectancy

The structure weakened