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Eyes nailed shut.
The baby has been silenced for good.
Your queen fell passing her in your game of "House".
The cards never held any ace's or King's.
You gamble to fuel your high only to lose every time.
Put the gun back in the glove box,your too much of a coward to pull the trigger anyway.
Your delusions have already sent you to an early grave, just admit your dead.
Take a look in the mirror and you'll find a husk looking back.
This is your rebirth and yet you choose to rot away as you are.
Fall back into the coffin and never rise again.
Your queen fell passing her in your game of "House".
The cards never held any ace's or King's.
You gamble to fuel your high only to lose every time.
Put the gun back in the glove box,your too much of a coward to pull the trigger anyway.
Your delusions have already sent you to an early grave, just admit your dead.
Take a look in the mirror and you'll find a husk looking back.
This is your rebirth and yet you choose to rot away as you are.
Fall back into the coffin and never rise again.
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