iCry:` `( ToBeWithFaronWhoseHomeIsNowInHeaven

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 GOTTA_ _ _ GO
IF MERCY
WON'T COME TO ME
THEN I'LL TAKE IT INTO
MY OWN HANDS WHAT I GOTTA DO
I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE
GOING OUT OF MY MIND
TOO MUCH GRIEF IN STORE
I HAVE TO LEAVE IT ALL BEHIND
AN OVERDOSE WILL DO THE TRICK
I'LL FINALLY GET SOME PEACE
I AM SO HEARTSICK
MY PAIN W/A BOTTLE WILL CEASE
PRAY THAT I'LL BE FORGIVEN
CAUSE I WANNA GO HOME
BUT I'M NOT LIVIN
I CAN'T DO THAT ON MY OWN
DON'T CRY DON'T YOU DARE
FOR I'VE SHED TEARS TO SPARE
SALLY AT THE END OF HER ROPE
CAN'T HOLD OUT NO MORE HOPE



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