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Depression like gasoline
Depression is gasoline spilling in my mind,
Lately hope has been hard to find.
Even my shadow leaves me when it gets dark.
I’ll burst into flames with the smallest spark.
Lately hope has been hard to find.
Even my shadow leaves me when it gets dark.
I’ll burst into flames with the smallest spark.
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