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Every night there's no tomorrow,
Every morning see in the mirror sorrow,
Face bloated and eyes dragon red,
So much I can't remember yet all the same said,
Truth can become lies and I'll tell you this,
If I pulled the trigger I would not be missed.
Every morning see in the mirror sorrow,
Face bloated and eyes dragon red,
So much I can't remember yet all the same said,
Truth can become lies and I'll tell you this,
If I pulled the trigger I would not be missed.
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