this place is dead,
and so am i,,
im walking around and see the stary night,,
i lift my head,
and see the sky,,
our promised star still set down right,,
i jump to bed
and start askin why,
i couldn't help, i can't sleep tight
this thought to shed,
feelin to cry
please just turn off the light,,
i wanna swallow these pills,
hit the trigger outta my head,,
the memories keep running still,,
don't say sorry when i'm dead,,
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