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Selling my soul to make ends meet.
To a world that will not feed.
From the moment of my first breath
I received my death sentence.
The harsh truth. I'm fading away.
Breath after breath.
I want assurance life after death.
Hope is the last thing I see.
A world full of confusion and disease.
One step forward three steps back
living in a society that says I'm trash.
Can I rise above?
How can I rise above?
How can I rise above?
When everything I've had shows me no love.
No love.

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