When I sit alone, gun by my side I know that I have no business being alive Cock the hammer, try to survive But I have no purpose, why am I alive? The shot rings out all over town The mess brought on by what is me Just another victim Victim of my insanity This is my maddness Welcome to my Hell Mourn the loss that consumed my life I never was good enough to see the real picture I'll just be a memeory fading away Never was good enough to live anyway,Anyday We are all born to lead a normal life Stay away from the booze and drugs Parents say every now and then But you don't realize they are fucked A lost generation of alcoholics and potheads Sent to deter the X-gerneration Fuck you allBirth sign: Aquarius
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