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Seems three years - though maybe four
Someone drops dead - whom I adore
You love someone - there will be grief
The kiss of death - lips of a thief - goddammit
A dusty stack of photographs
Of times I cried - but mostly laughed
Commit the past - into blue flame
Acrid smoke - cowardly shame - goddammit
At times I’m truly terrified
Cause dope and booze - don’t help to hide
They’re used to mask - a weakling’s hurt
It’s just like painting - over dirt
Everyone I love is - dead - everyone I love is - dead - all dead
Life’s a game I cannot win
Both good and bad - must surely end
The mirrors - always tell the truth
I love myself for hating you
Everyone I love is - dead - everyone I love is - dead
Everyone I love is - dead - everyone I love is - dead - goddammit
Goddammit
All dead - all dead
All dead all dead all dead all dead all dead all dead all dead all dead - all dead
Goddammit
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