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Love And Suicide
My life is pain
My existence, pure disdain
There's nothing to gain
From living so plain
Because without you ill retire
To a place of no desire
And nothing makes sense
See its all so dense
And This pain is intense
But still life makes no sense
So kick the chair
And let me hang by the air
I honestly just don't care
My existence, pure disdain
There's nothing to gain
From living so plain
Because without you ill retire
To a place of no desire
And nothing makes sense
See its all so dense
And This pain is intense
But still life makes no sense
So kick the chair
And let me hang by the air
I honestly just don't care
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