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Dying
Got shot down in the afternoon
And I spent all night long
In that alley shortcut so close to home
Doing my dying
With a bullet iny leg
And two more in my guts
I know I did a lot of crying
But I never saw a light in a tunnel
And I never relived all my life
I just laid on that cold cold ground
In a puddle of piss and blood
And I remember all the pain
Eating at my brain
Driving me insane
As I lay dying
And yet I never saw the face of God
Or the family and friends who went before me
It was just a useless death
In a puddle of blood and piss
And I don't even know the reason for
My dying
And I spent all night long
In that alley shortcut so close to home
Doing my dying
With a bullet iny leg
And two more in my guts
I know I did a lot of crying
But I never saw a light in a tunnel
And I never relived all my life
I just laid on that cold cold ground
In a puddle of piss and blood
And I remember all the pain
Eating at my brain
Driving me insane
As I lay dying
And yet I never saw the face of God
Or the family and friends who went before me
It was just a useless death
In a puddle of blood and piss
And I don't even know the reason for
My dying
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