Final Exit
Empty head, gun full of lead, goodbye forever to my despairs
Broken heart, it’s sad to part, but it’s clear that nobody cares
Please forgive me for my life has been unkind
Now I’m sure, it’s time to leave it all behind
I've got this twitch, makes my life a ***** and it wont go away
I'm getting old, my skin feels cold and my hair is turning grey
Love is overrated, the life that we are fated, is one in which i don't desire to stay
Setting sun, this time has come; you couldn’t stop me if you tried.
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