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How do people like someone
Who can't live with himself
Sometimes I hate to breathe
Just paint the mirrors please
As the more I see
It seems the more I wish to leave
Campfire in the rain
Just a matter of when
I decide my time
Is not worth to spend
As the more I buy
It seems the more I cease to try
A self sacrifice
Will be called a selfish move
When I rid my world
Of all the flames I spew
As the more I learn
It seems the more I heat the burn
Just abandon me
But right before you leave
Would you light the match
That'll maybe set me free
As the bridges hold
Where I need to go can't be reached
Eternal sleep
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