Six Feet Under

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I wanna die
There's nothing left inside
Tears streaming down my face
You asking?
Can you hear me
My words are screaming
Nonsense to you
But so much to me
Tell me something
Is this all worth living for
Or can I rest now
Here in my pieces
Six feet under the dirt?

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