I just want to say goodbye now, to leave it all behind.
Then again, about that...
I've appeared to run out of the rope to tie around my neck,
Isn't irony a lovely thing I'm never gonna miss?
Isn't irony a lovely thing I'd hate to call a bliss,
Thanks to the lacking of rope and my awful stupidness,
I am still alive and living longer more.
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