It's been one year since you turned your
Self back into dust a temper tantrum
You'll never rust
And I'll never feel right I'm up at
Night I guess this is life you perish or you survive
Was there something I could have told you
To carry you through the cold night
Or were you already sold
To my daughter you'll be some ancient memory
If we even mention you at all...
It's to scary
Now the rest of us are permanently fucked up
I thought things had been looking up your life's a bust
Was there something I could have told you
To carry you through the cold night
Or were you already sold
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