.This is not my bed to rest, in the dirt, with no beat hailing from my chest
Resurrect me and bring color back to my eyes
Dying, pale-faced, sickened friend of mine, speak with me, for the last time
Dead man, show me where you rest your head, so I know not to follow any trace of your foo.
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