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Loss on these city streets distant faces distant memories |
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A city built upon the dead |
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There are times when those eyes inside your brain stare back at you |
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Dying should come easy just like a frieght train when your back is turned |
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I have listened to the sound of water |
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Running in tubs and longed to drown |
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Bring me the end that is long overdue |
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The trouble with a mask is it never changes |
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Who wants to live forever |
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I always dream of my death |
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I concentrate on the bad things |
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Until there's nobody left |
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I was born to hustle roses down the avanues of the dead |
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I suppose like other I have come through fire and sword |
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Life gone wrong |
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I have listened to the sound of water running in tubs and longed to drown |
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Lost at sea head on crashes |
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We are like a rose that never blooms |
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It was a lack of hope that discouraged this man |
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There are times when those eys inside your brain stare back at you |
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Dying should come easy just like a fright train when your back is turned |
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Who wants to live forever |
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I always dream of my death |
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I concentrate on the bad things |
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Until there's nobody left |
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Dreams won't come true |
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I'm stuck living through these petty days |
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I can't see straight I can't go on |
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I concentrate on the bad things |
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Until there's nobody left |
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I'm always living the hate life day by day |
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I can't see straight I can't go on |
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I concentrate on the bad things |
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I dream of death until there's nobody left |
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I can't go on. |
