The Dreadful Life of Dreadful People
Is it truely worth all of your tears,
Must we completely shift our gears,
Should we all just face our fears,
Is anything ever as it appears.
Holds the gun up to his head,
Makes his wish then goes to bed,
This life he just truely dreads,
On cold ground he dares to tread.
I do not understand this dreadful life,
Haters come and loved ones die,
No one knows what makes them try,
everyone is asking why.
No one in this place wants to live,
Gave all that they had to give,
Holidays are blown to bits,
Should we all just give up this trip.
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