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Living on your own
What's gonna keep you this time?
Well, how you wear your skin so
And that turpentine

You're not her hurting son
But her one, it seems
You thought die
When you heard
And sank dreams

just confused like the rest of us
About next meal
mistakes everywhere
For the world to feel

It comes around more
Get again before we go
I wish I'd heard his last dying
Last words

My train of thought slow
It's over money I
Why never even know
You prayer more than
I ever knew
But save a for later
To get a or two

Remember when we all
That we could stop any
Poet's tell how gods
his last dying words
Last dying

My train of thought slow
Why I'll even know
You need prayer more
Anyone I ever
But save a prayer for
To get a or two

Remember when we all
we could stop any time
Poet's tell how gods
Through his last words
Last words, last dying words
Last dying words, words