i wish i could heal all the pain in the world the stitches are tearing one more crack and the dam will spill i wish i could know whenever the fever comes head cooked like an egg on the pavement in the blazing arizona sun if you leave before me dont you know i wont be far behind if you make your peace before me i wont mind will you still decline if i reach out my hand to you its hard to remember how joy used to feel staring at the ceiling dreaming pretending happiness is real its all an illusion were made to kill and eat and fuck theres no heaven or hell waiting for us when we punch the clock if you leave before me dont you know i wont be far behind if you make your peace before me i wont mind will you still decline if i reach out my hand to you
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