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coming alive, from the dead,

im looking for love, turned the wrong way,

now ive been shot dead, left for dead,

back in the day, i failed out of school,

people say im a loser, now i just,

smoke a lot of pot, thinking i am cool,

cant wait to get out, get away,

get away from this mess i am in,

from these sins that come from within,

when i think i start to do well, i just fall back,

back into the deep well(deep well),

it must be my hell, hot, firely, and black,

getting zapped and slapped, tapped with a knife,

all over up and down, slicing away to a sad frown,