Park Jefferson
Dead or Dying
Cutting holes in the back of my eyesto make room for all the black skiesthat i can't seeand can't see meMaking friends with some kids from a new townburied bodies coming up from the ground nowI am dead, or dyingI am tired of tryingnowspent a month living out on the east coastmade me realize just who I love mostand that's not youThat's not youWell I'm sorry for the things that I said, dearbut you and I were left in last yearand now we're gonewe've been for so longI've come to terms with the fact that I'm dyingand my lungs are turning black from the smokingbut I am not afraidno I am not afraid
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