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I could wake up tomorrow and feel like I'm dead
I'm nothing but a product of bloody-minded men
May I exit from this life by the icy wind of death
My chances of escaping are at 25 percent
A dark force lingers and it's crawling through your skin
Want to try and escape the pressure? You'll need a few horsemen
Try to survive with your ride or dies or else you'll be slaughtered
Your blood across the vinyl tiles whilst you're drawn and quartered
This is what it's like living with pre-existing diagnoses
No matter what way I twist my words around, I'm just lonely
By word of weed, I wasn't built to reach the heights of glory
One filled with scents of death, now that's my kind of story
I see the blade in your hand
Why don't you put it to use?
I see the blade in your hand
Why don't you put it to use?
I could wake up tomorrow and feel like I'm dead
I'm nothing but a product of bloody-minded men
May I exit from this life by the icy wind of death
My chances of escaping are at 25 percent
I could wake up tomorrow and feel like I'm dead
I'm nothing but a product of bloody-minded men
May I exit from this life by the icy wind of death
My chances of escaping are at 25 percent
26 years on this planet and I'm struggling to handle this
Like an augur of death kissed my brain and just shattered it
A part of me wants to end it all; inject me with a gas syringe
Or I might just turn things around, make you run for your life like a slasher flick
It's obvious that my mental state is clouded
Roughly 12 years since she passed, I've been counting
Who knows how much longer I'll be able to last
At the end of the day, my suffering? I want you all to grasp
I could wake up tomorrow and feel like I'm dead
I'm nothing but a product of bloody-minded men
May I exit from this life by the icy wind of death
My chances of escaping are at 25 percent
I could wake up tomorrow and feel like I'm dead
I'm nothing but a product of bloody-minded men
May I exit from this life by the icy wind of death
My chances of escaping are at 25 percent
So now you know a little about me
Give me the benefit of the doubt here
I don't deserve to be crowned, see
Just send me to the clouds, please
Do something to ease my pain
Actually take action
Before I seal my fate
And cut my life off by a fraction

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