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One Hundred Percent

Day five thousand four hundred and twenty one
Laying here, I'm still in pain
Try to wrap my mind around it
Sometimes just rather put a bullet to my brain
Yeah, I'm alive but not living
But I have me a son
I have to be strong for
Yeah he's all I have to live for

Sixth time under the knife
Yeah maybe this will be the end
Or maybe just end my life
Either way out of the pain
And out of the misery
I have so much to gain
I can't give up now
I've got so much to live for
Lord give me the strength
Cuz even that operatio wasn't,
One hundred percent succesful
I try to keep my cool,
But inside I'm screaming
I'm being ripped apart
Living with a fate worse than death
Maybe it'll stop my heart

God I'm so torn
At times the pains unbareable
Everyone would mourn
Lord why'd you put me through this
I know it makes me stronger
But I can't take the pain any longer

Lord just take it all away
Written by pathrdnangel
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