| Lyrics |
I can't afford to breathe in this town
Nowhere to sit with out a gun in my hand
Look back up to the cathode ray...I'm better off dead
I'm better off dead
I'm better off...
Prove yourself
Prove yourself
Prove yourself
I want to breathe, I want to grow
I say I want it but I don't know how
I look, I bleed, I beg and pray
I'm better off dead
I'm better off dead
I'm better off...
Prove yourself
Prove yourself
Prove yourself
I'm better off dead
I'm better off dead
I'm better off...
Prove yourself...
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