It's like the Sun doesn't shine anymore
So the night never comes to an end
It's like the hole you're in just gets deeper
So you can't reach a helping hand
It's like it never stops piling up on you
So you know you're getting buried
Staying strong but the weight's increasing
So you better start feeling worried
One day they'll hear no more from you
And they'll never see your face
Depression never goes to the noose
'Cause they say "Suicide was the case"
2017
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