Beautiful Mistake Biography

I collapse to my knees
and I cry in vain
I pray to God to take me out of this hell
please stop the constant flow of pain
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Single file lines of people
they're all dressed in black
I know that none of them give a f*ck
they're just being polite
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Could you take a second out of your time
take your hand
and intertwine it with mine?
Keep me safe
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Can death really be as bad as people think?
couldn't it be more
maybe a form of release
chained into these molds
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The voice of doubt is constantly whispering in my ear
telling me I've got no one to trust
and everything to fear
The cold fingers of death await me
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