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Highs and lows I try to cope my life in scope has broke the rope sunken deep fixed the problem back and forth yes here I go
I picked a path full of harm I chose the road not as great
I accept
The wrath for what I've done I dug myself a lonely grave
I'll lay to die
Accept my hell I pray and cry and ring the bell my basic life is fit
To end
my hands can't comit to this.
I'm not crazy I just understand
reality hits every man
Faces the rapper
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