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Well, I don't know when it was that I first got it in my head
That my life was so fucked up, and I might as well be dead
But I know that I hadn't reached grade five
When I became obsessed with thoughts of dying
And today, I'm still plagued by these thoughts I can't dispel
A still, small voice that tells me it'd be just as well
To take an elevator up, step out the window, take a dive
It can't be any worse than staying alive
Late at night, and I'm on the street 'cos I'm scared to stay at home
'Cos I think all this stupid shit when I'm in my room alone
I can't stop fucking crying, feeling desperate, unprepared
But mostly I'm just really fucking scared
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