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Royal blue tarp that is hanging from a tree
Feeling woodchips that are staining my feet
I m sinking faster than a stone
The more and more i feel alone
Raging fire staring me in the eye
Telling me all of the different ways to die
I wonder if i should try
Jump right in and say my last goodbye
Walking to classes all alone
People telling me i have grown
But i know it s not true
You lie to me i lie to you
Counting down the hours to departure
So i Finally can escape this torture
I hate it here
Don t wanna be anywhere near this place
