Reason for or reason not,
I feel your the only thing Ive got.
Depressing trap in which Im caught,
fighting through my loneliness.
Bitter and without regret,
I care not if I'll be missed.
Death is what I want to kiss,
the comfort of the grave.
All of life seems just a lie,
spoken to each to get us by.
For another day of pity please,
but not another one for me.
Depressing trap in which Im caught,
to feel that you are all Ive got,
reason for or reason not...
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