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i feel that i should just lay down and die

like my whole life was a lie

life gets good then turns bad

to make me sad and sumtimes mad

now i wish god would have never gave me a life

or maybe he would give me the courage to use this knife

to bad there actually people who care for me

i wish u could see

how i fel right now

nobody understands me n e more

it feels like thy just slam the damn door

like nobody listens

who cares what will they b missen

everything right here

but what do the care

nobody needs my love to share

man this shit just aint fair

i wish somebody could heart

the words i speak

and c the tears i leak

if they could hear my cry's

or even see how much i try

to kno the reasons why

i do what i do

and y i dont care who likes it

i wonder what they would say if i started smoking pot

or if igot shot

what would they do if i was lying in the parking lot bleeding

would they b feeding

off my pain

when there's nothin left to gain

would they leave

that i would believe

nobody would greeve for me

they would lauggh to see

me die

and this aint no lie