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by slaMBit Feb 17, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Here I sit Here I die Another victim Of town high All the shit Being pushed around I sit here and cut This will be where I’m found Now lay me down To the dead This is to remind you Of where I bled Deep down in my heart This was never rite I never had enough strength To stand up and fight I was pushed around Knocked to the ground And now I lay bleeding Waiting to be found