i should have
heeded your warning
then i wouldn't
be in mourning
i should have
listened to reason
instead i went
and committed treason
i used the highs
to deny the lows
and i unknowingly
ignored the crows
losing ground and
losing weightt
i now cannot
deny my fate
i must pay
for the things i've done
hung upside,
with no where to run
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