Take me from this place of existence
Torture inflicted
No redemption for my creation
This path I walk leads to immortal temptation
Facing myself to pick up the pieces
I'm stuck living with my own treason
Why can't life be less sickening
Faced with the problem of life or death
Constantly hoping to take my last breath
I hate myself and the choices I made
I can't wait to lay in my grave
Why can't life be less sickening
Coup de Grâce
Baise ta stupide mère
Cul de marais
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