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i come in last or i never come in
why wont anyone do something
im fucking dying
and its all right
i'd rather sleep


I am empty and I won't fight
Carry me out, bury my mouth
Fill it up, so I can't speak
I'd rather sleep

Resting on a black wing
Resting on a black wing

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