Everything sucks and I can prove it
Everybody dies, move on, delet it
I'll never get out, 'cause I was never really alive
Hate, hate ain't enough to describe
Everything’s okay
At least that’s what they say
You're better off just walking away
I am corruption, I am sin
Everyone is moving, and I'm just there
I can see my life passing
Watching it count down to the end of the day
I know that I am on a fast track to my grave
I never thought I'd die from suicide
They say that I can't last a day in the real world
I say you wouldn't survive one night in mine
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