| The cord is cut no need for separation, successful elimination
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| Extermination of degradation? |
| Essential heart feed stopping
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| She strives on alone, and makes the best of no one
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| Set fast, clamped, fucked, thinking nothing of tossing away a life like fucked
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| spunk in a condom
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| Times hard, life’s short, so
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| He the ultimate obstinate mind, moralistic attitude, the eyes of the blind
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| Humane reasoning, it’s life, it’s alive. |
| A tiny heart beat
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| Here sits I, while on the subject of life
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| Impossible to conceive, no matter how hard I try
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| To bring my joy to the world, be it boy or a girl
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| Times hard, life’s short, so cut. |
| The cord is cut
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| My life is smeared all over with tears; |
| ones I know will last for years
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| My decision so hard, you think I made with ease
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| But no loving words of comfort, will ever my guilt appease
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| No loving words of comfort. |
| Whenever the guilt |