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Oct 2012
Give me all the drugs
Give me all the ***
Give me the fights at night
Give me every ******* thing you have
**** success
**** being best dressed
That **** doesn’t last
It doesn’t last, it’ll pass when we pass
You get happy then sad
You’re excited than disappointment
Constantly guessing all the possibilities
And wondering why the pain haunts you day to day
Give me patience
Give me all the **** virtues that I’ve always lacked
Give me acceptance
Give me love, give me life
So what if it gives me inspiration, I’m tired of the suffering
No one asked to born
But people ask to die
Can’t even ******* fall asleep at night
City Grave
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City Grave  NYC
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