iv been called upon death awaits
is it luck or is it just fate?
there is always something to complain about
just i beg do not shout
i dont care what you say
its up to me its better this way
i'll be out of your way for good
i'd do it right now if i could
if you think you can stop me
i'd like to watch and see
i'll just sit here wth my eyes as they cry
im waiting for my turn to die
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