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She wrote her last letter |
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You tell me to hold on, |
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I covet for the knife of steel, |
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His CANCER shall be the DEATH of me |
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Im sick of my boring life, |
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Wouldn’t this world be such a better place without me? |
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Death promises change |
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Day after day I let you hurt me |
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Watch me trip |