| I am caught in a vile dilemma condemned to death every fucking day
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| Then I wake up and I’m back to the morning
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| The same old same
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| Live, pray, die, repeat
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| Stupid quirks and irksome faces, all that I now know
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| My endless life is like a sentence spent on death row
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| The worst kind of immortal, alone and praying for a change
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| And you know no-one will hear you in a million years
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| Live, pray, die, repeat
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| The first time was torture, so kill me now
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| I’ve had it all, I’ve self-combusted
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| Shot by a nun and choked on red wine
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| Tripped on a curb, drowned in a duck pond
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| To my despair
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| Life goes on, life goes on
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| So I turned to bloody murder of those I despise
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| Come the morbid sunlit dawn and there still alive
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| The worst kind of immortal, alone and praying for a change
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| And you know no-one will hear you in a million years
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| Live, pray, die, repeat
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| The first time was torture, so kill me now
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| I’ve had it all, stabbed in a library
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| Plain as a grave the reaper drops by
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| Crushed by a hearse, mauled by mad swan
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| To my despair
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| Life goes on, life goes on
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| People think they are living
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| Lost to life, hunched over screens
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| The beauty that they’re missing
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| I swear it’s truly obscene
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| I was so bored, tried suicide but
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| Only to learn that I was denied
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| There’s no escape, routine has become beyond repair
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| Life goes on, life goes on |