Living in a place of hell
don't got no place to call home
if i did it would be hell
cause my life that i am
living in don't have nothing
for me. If i make you
happy or sad good for you
cause i don't really care
my life is sad and depress all the way
around don't have nothing for me to
live for cause death
is right around the
corner for me
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