my ear hurts. right.
my throat hurts. self inflicted.
my hair is black and short. tail kept.
help me mr undead ....
gonna put some music in the thumb drive. an old song rings in my year ....
I've gathered all my lifetime memories of you.
My lusty sentiments they made life seem true.
I'm rather selfish and I mean to be unkind.
You can't imagine what it does to me inside.
But where am I? I want to die.
I want to live. I want to die.
If I were someone I would like to be a fool.
No one would know me and I think that would be cool.
I'd paint a picture of my life upon your wall.
And use the colors that have made life seem small.
But where am I? I want to die.
I want to live. I want to die.
But you've got a way of understanding me.
And I just call it one of your mysteries
But you know that you've got to stay close to me, close to me.
But where am I? I want to die.
But where am I? I want to die.
I want to die.
I want to give.
I want to die.
Die die die die,
die die die die.
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