>> My legs are dangling off the edge, the bottom of a bottle is my only friend. 
I think I'll slit my wrists again and I'm gone, gone, gone. 
My legs are dangling off the edge, a stomach full of pills didn't work again. 
I think I'll put a bullet in my head and I'm gone, gone, gone. <<
oh yeah...
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