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I've been away for too long this year
Away from home,
Away from anyone who I thought would held my place.
I'd probably die today,
or maybe next year.
But that's alright,
Who's gonna miss me, anyway?
Who the ****'s gonna miss me?
Couldn't count the time of how much I'd kill myself this year.
But thoughts of you still roaming in my head,
Well I guess I'll try again next time when you're not here anymore and everything feels right to be left behind.
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