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[goldie_sucks]

i feel so alone
how am i still living now
i try to hold the smoke until
my lungs make me blow it out
how can i keep going on
without any friends, this is a drought
the cold makes the skin feel warm
so now we start to kick and shout
the thoughts make me want to take the water and drown it out
how can i accept the fact this depression is just a bout
of feelings all compressed all made to make me pout
how is it that this i clearly doubt
death is all thats left, and death is what its all about