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Candle Burnt At Both Ends

nose is bloody tank is on empty i hope i go to hell when i die i won't even care what i leave behind a lifetime of being the wrong guy got these black thoughts in my mind i know there's no better days these afflictions are with me for life always hiding behind this pink haze i couldn't even satisfy my motherf*cking wife i am so sick of trying i'm so sick of wishing i had died sick of all of this useless crying sick of keeping this bullsh*t inside f*ck it, i don't even care if it hurts

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Book: Shattered Sighs