[Prayer]
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I can't believe this is you, after everything we've gone through just look at you and what
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You been reduced to artificial life a respirator they've been working on you all night it's
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In the paper how you tried to take yourself out a bottle of pills and when they found you
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You were passed out, I wonder still as ya died did ya have doubts when they revived
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You you were screaming with yer hands out straight from hell express route I see ya laying
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In this bed now with machines and I.v.'s god please just wanna rip them out but I can't
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Cause if I do you will do damn it's hard to stand beside you as I see you and your family cry
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Don't know where we go
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When this life spins outta control
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When it gets dark & it turns cold
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And ya feelin like don't nobody know
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That yer all alone
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Now yer body shaking I can see the demons over in the corner waiting salivating
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Waiting for you to crossover the threshold of mortality and deaths border close my
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Eyes and hold yer hand now it's getting colder knew you were upset depressed
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And some what bi polar I tried to warn you but as usual you wouldn't listen ya face
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Is pale ya bodies numb and now ya tears glisten on a mission to self destruct but
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Now ya wishing for the regret and blind hope and false intuition ya try and try to
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Hold on but there's nothin left knowin each and everyone could be ya last breath
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That takes ya to ya final rest
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Don't know where we go
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When this life spins outta control
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When it gets dark & it turns cold
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And ya feelin like don't nobody know
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Glad ya all alone
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Time to pull the plug and then it's through the last rites, words and final hugs ya feel
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The tears drip on you and you feel a tug for the very first time you finally feelin love
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It's too late comatose and Catatonic state surprise in ya eyes wide ya fufill ya fate
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Eternally damned and dropped off in front of hells gates ya mind, body, and soul
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Shall now disintegrate as all the demons celebrate.
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Goodbye
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Crossing Over
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| Prozak |
