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driven to the brink of madness        to the edge of insanity             standing on the corner                  bracing for the fall push me dear stranger       give me what i deserve          you don't know what i've done                you don't know what i've learned come on old pal       laugh in my face        tell me what you've told me           time and time again hey little fella       show me a smile          i'm holding still for you              but only for a while oh momma oh poppa        don't you frown            this is so hard for me              but i've already let you down faux friends, faux friends        where are you now            you saw this coming               no need to ask how *i'm not dying      i'm just going away. a bird migrating for the winter-         but indefinitely,              to-stay.*
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Feb 22, 2013
Feb 22, 2013 at 8:49 PM UTC
fly, birdie, fly
driven to the brink of madness        to the edge of insanity             standing on the corner                  bracing for the fall push me dear stranger       give me what i deserve          you don't know what i've done                you don't know what i've learned come on old pal       laugh in my face        tell me what you've told me           time and time again hey little fella       show me a smile          i'm holding still for you              but only for a while oh momma oh poppa        don't you frown            this is so hard for me              but i've already let you down faux friends, faux friends        where are you now            you saw this coming               no need to ask how *i'm not dying      i'm just going away. a bird migrating for the winter-         but indefinitely,              to-stay.*
my death was a plotted revenge
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Feb 22, 2013
Feb 22, 2013 at 8:49 PM UTC
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