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Living on your own
What's gonna you clean this time?
Well, how you wear skin so hard
And breathe turpentine

not her only hurting son
But her one, it seems
You thought die
When you heard
And your dreams

You're confused like the rest of us
About your next
Left mistakes
For the whole to feel

It comes once more
Get drunk again we go
I I'd heard his last dying words
dying words

My train of thought gets
It's over I need
Why I'll even know
You need prayer more
I ever knew
But save a for later
To get a or two

when we all said
That we stop any time
Poet's how gods fell
Through his last dying
Last words

My train of gets slow
Why I'll never even
You prayer more than
I ever knew
But a prayer for later
To get a or two

Remember when we all
we could stop any time
Poet's how gods fell
his last dying words
Last words, last dying words
Last dying words, words