THAT THOUGHT FOLLOWS YOU ALL DAY
You don't even want to wake up
To "live" the same nightmare
It's been so many years
It's never become better, only worse
Everyday you wake up wanting to kill yourself
And be relieved from everything you hide
And that thought follows you all day
To "live" the same nightmare
It's been so many years
It's never become better, only worse
Everyday you wake up wanting to kill yourself
And be relieved from everything you hide
And that thought follows you all day
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