A heart that's full up like a Landfill,
a job that slowly kills you
bruises that won't heal.
you look so tired_nhappy,
bring down the government,
they don't..they don't speak for us.
I'll take a quite life, a handsnake some carbon monoxide,
no alarms and no surprises,
no alarms and no surprises,no alarms and no surprises,
silent,
silent.
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