As I look up in the sky,
that's when I always wonder why.
Why is it that A loved one shall die?
That I'm always the last to cry.
For I shall never tell you a lie.
I sigh and I sigh and I sigh a bit more.
That's when I wish I was in Earth's core.
Is that a door?
What is it for?
If I open it, I shall soar.
Out into the sky before you go.
You shall be the next to go.
for you are now my own foe.
Am I high or am I low?
My guess is that I will never know.
Why is my life always mean to me?
Why is it that I shall never be free?
Why is it you can't see,
What you really mean to me?
This is now the end of my time.
For I can never buy life with a dime.
For you shall always find a rime.
And I shall never commit a crime.
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Some are hunted some are killed,
All that's hurt if lucky will be shealed.
However the ones who are wanted the most,
Shall have no futer, no love, and no hoast...
All that's hurt if lucky will be shealed.
However the ones who are wanted the most,
Shall have no futer, no love, and no hoast...