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When your church turns against you, What more pain could there be? You need them most they’re not there It’s what happened to me When your date of expiration, Comes and goes it is true Tis life’s pain and the arrow That was meant for you You’re holding us fine, But you’re only human, you know Then you break down and You let your weaker side show. When your nerves are on end, And you’re shaking all inside When your breathing is shallow, And there is none by your side. A slit on the wrist, Or maybe across the neck What’s the use in living? What’s the use, what the heck? What’s the use in living? Why keep going on? My life will never be good Singing melancholy’s song.