.Chain smoking nightmares
Front porch, sat in the cold
They are all unawares (that)
I'm never growing old
So much on my mind
Each day more piles by
Answers I can't find
All telling me to die
God, is this your love for us?
Down here on this ball called Earth?
Bones all do.
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