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The way life is
It ruins me
I'm ready to die here
The sick and suffering
Will perish without your guidance

The sick lead me
The frail beings
Left here to dig dirt

Only on earth
Could these problems
Become a way of living

I hate the way that I think
I hate the way that I feel
I don't even feel real anymore


I'm not sane anymore
When death surrounds me

You tore me from the womb
Bleeding, screaming
Begging for a chance

False prophets will surround you
Nothing is true

I'm not losing anyone anymore

Just go and shoot me
Through the fucking head
Blow through my memories
Blow me away

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