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I am so over today For this life has me not believing  In order to live i must pay In  an other time  In an other season Had a purpose Had a reason Had order Now I am a statistic 22 Over and Over Hanging in the garage Clouded and weary  Isolated  My silent scream Never heard Trying to remember my buddies  But the desert was to clever Blinded by the sand storm That severed the tether Alone in my nightmare  Thinking of sleep 22 in to deep The thought runs in Never ever creeps  In  an other time  In an other season Had a purpose Had a reason Had order Now I am a statistic 22 Over and Over Cast shadows long an dark  Troubled mind, a prisoner  Of doubt Family crying cemetery park  For if one would reach out for  Me and for you Instead we become a  Statistic 22 22 is a statistic on how many vets commit suicide a day