Before I End Up Dead
Eyes remain glossy red/
Mind lost in a mind trance haze/
The mind not the body will be fed/
Toughts lost in a swirl of lies through the smokes blaze/
I no longer know if what I'm doing is right in my own confused head/
I want to change my life because my death is certain and I know that wont change/
Help me stop killing myself Lord before I end up dead.....
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