buried alive

And they've come
and they've gone.
They've lived
and they've died.
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And I shall

never know of sorrow
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Would you still love me?
would you want me?
Would you dream of me every night?
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Dead memories-
they dont die!
....... in the graveyard of your mind.
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I walk down the filthy streets of the Bronx.
They want my money and they want my soul.
I pull a tissue from my pocket to wipe the soot from my burning eyes,
and 8 red pills fall to the ground, They sparkle under the filthy neon haze
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Take, me down
by the river meadow,
where time stands still
if only, forever
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Tonite, she lies

in silent cold
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'Don't grieve, my saddened child

for I will take away your tears,
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She was smart, way too pretty
the kind of girl I'd never get.
should've known that she would leave me
should've known I wouldnt forget!
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In an old cemetery by the sea,
I buried my father
then they buried me
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Goodbye
my lullaby soul,

now in this world
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27 years
and I had had it up to here wth the Bronx!
Had it up to here
with the smell, the stench, the filth and the noise!
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