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I am in pain |
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I am... the cursed one |
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Life is not what it was meant to be |
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What I didn't ask for has now turned my way |
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Somewhere in a garden it all turned wrong |
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Things I once believed in have now turned evil |
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Yet I pray, "Deliver me from evil" |
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But another spell pulled me away |
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Will suicide break the ring of curse |
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Tomorrow I'll be gone, so don't look for me |
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I am lying on my death-bed, with chaos in my mind |
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My life took more than it gave |
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Betrayed and deceived |
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I will now pass away |
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And with the gun in my hand, my questions |
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Are soon to be answered |
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Will suicide break the ring of cure... |
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Satan and god, the thought passes my mind |
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Heaven and hell, it's not up to me |
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If the Christians that |
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I've seen |
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Represent the true |
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God of heaven |
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Then it's not a place that |
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I want to be |
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But if I'm blinded, please open my eyes |
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And help my now... |
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Will suicide break the ring of cure |
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Tomorrow I'll be gone, then you'll be all alone |
