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Hello, Good Luck, Goodbye
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The Reaping Sit on your imaginary hill of wrong.
Please just write me one more song, and play it at my funeral.
You'll find me buried beneath the table...
"Lost for years and the whole time found.
Still wasting time, just now underground.
Some shit you just never find out.
It doesn't matter how long you chase it.
It's easy to disregard society and not care,
But try and disregard something you care about.
Good luck with that shit.
Good luck trying to understand how big the sky really is and
Good luck finding God.
Good luck using half of your true brainpower and
Good luck reaching fifty.
Good luck with Life, and good luck with Love.
Good luck with Death, when push comes to shove.
Where spirits fly
And demons cry,
I'll see you then.
I'll be with them."
