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Hard Sale
The lyrics to this song are somewhat simple I know, but I wrote it because suicide isn't any type of bargain.
Sometimes I wish my life was sold
Dug down deep in some lonesome hole
I could do so much of nothing down there
Free from any voice or stare
I could leave my body somewhere
Somewhere just to rot
So much freedom inside the air
More than sitting on a pot
So take my breath away from me
Bury me under some lonesome tree
Give me nothing
Nothing to save
Give me no more days
Sometimes I just feel too old
Too much to keep Too much to hold
You can go anywhere
Free from any voice or stare
I could leave my body somewhere
Somewhere just to rot
So much freedom inside the air
More than sitting on a pot
So take my breath away from me
Bury me under some lonesome tree
Give me nothing
Nothing to save
Give me no more days
Now they say I've lost my mind
I keep staring but I'm blind
Song by:
M.E.L.
Sometimes I wish my life was sold
Dug down deep in some lonesome hole
I could do so much of nothing down there
Free from any voice or stare
I could leave my body somewhere
Somewhere just to rot
So much freedom inside the air
More than sitting on a pot
So take my breath away from me
Bury me under some lonesome tree
Give me nothing
Nothing to save
Give me no more days
Sometimes I just feel too old
Too much to keep Too much to hold
You can go anywhere
Free from any voice or stare
I could leave my body somewhere
Somewhere just to rot
So much freedom inside the air
More than sitting on a pot
So take my breath away from me
Bury me under some lonesome tree
Give me nothing
Nothing to save
Give me no more days
Now they say I've lost my mind
I keep staring but I'm blind
Song by:
M.E.L.
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