.And you'll hear us screaming,
from our backyards shouting,
with adrenaline
How the pain burns clean
It gets so inviting,
all these thoughts of dying,
on days like these,
when you can't come clean
It's the same old story,
oh how life does bore me,
in the days bet.
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