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Depressed
Finally It's days end
But depression just kicked in
Couple cuts to my wrist
Tryna get out this funk I'm in
Been some years now since it all begun
Still young, but now I'm at my fuckin temple with this gun
I know I'd never do it
It's all a facade
On my knees fingers crossed
Hoping I'm prayin to the right god
Get off your knees Raise
Get off your knees
Raise your head high
God is with you all of the time
No need for temples
The temple's within
If we love our own hearts
the healing begins
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