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Terminal EcstasyPrisoner of the world you createdLost the key, you never cared Should’ve known you were diggn’ your own grave No future - Death is near Terminal problem, can’t find the fix Sight is hallucination as life turns black Somehow you survive the night Feel the tension, losing your mind You strike the match - now you’ve lost control Too young to die Ya gotta try You got the chance now Don’t just throw it away You’ll regret it someday Now as the clock strikes midnight You trip on your brain Don’t let depression bring you down Rise above now, find the key You’ve got too much to gain |