Bad thoughts, they well up inside.
For the first time in my life, I really
wanted to die.
I let it all build up, can't take anymore.
Tired of all life's good, showing me
life's door.
Smiles on the outside,
frowns on the in.
When the darkness takes hold,
it's hard for me to win.
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