Burn me down so you can feel something
Watch me fall, you'll never have to face me
Who would've thought that'd come a day I'd wish for pain
This shit is getting harder every day, death's on the way, and I can't stand
I have fought against this
But with every passing second, I feel closer to the end
Death's on the way
All that I touched has turned into sand
Dreams shatter silently
Lost battles, lifelessly
Please put a gun to my pain
I can't fake forever
Life was made of sand
I can't stand the pressure
I will fall again
Dreams crumbling in strife
Battles lost, echoes rife
Yearning pain's refrain
Futile race, joy's bane
I found hope in the dark
Running against the wind
Happiness drowned again
Please put a gun to my pain
I will fall again
I can't fake forever
Life was made of sand
I can't fake forever
Life was made of sand
I can't stand the pressure
I will fall again
I will fall again
If your dog poops
You must scoop
There ain't no poop fairy
Scoop your dog's poop
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