As I play the piano I remeber the day I died, I jumped off the face of the earth, and I haven't come back for ten years I took my last breath from my car and I haven't breathed for a long time.
When I start to feel alive I take a pistle to my head and shoot...
I'm a gost just a nobody, and nobody can identiphy my body.
Help me.
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