Fear that I am going to die,
Suffering from agony and pain inside,
Fear that I’m not going to live,
I’m being cut into very small bits.
I’m struggling to get away,
From all that agony and pain,
Someone inside is fighting for my life,
Tell me… It’s not worth dying.
I’m going to die,
I can feel it inside,
I can’t do a thing,
Just hanging on one string.
Am I going to live?
Or am I to die,
I can’t go on living,
From this agony inside.
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