Live to Die
I squeeze out life,
For all it's worth,
I've lived to die,
Since my birth.
It's day to day,
For me, you see,
I'm my own,
Family tree.
I don't need no one,
And they don't need me,
All I need,
Is to live and be.
But even that,
I don't care about,
Cause we're all going to die,
Without a doubt.
So why worry about it?
Life predictable,
Death will eventually,
Take it's toll.
But who says death,
Is all that bad,
Life ain't great,
So I'm not sad.
Live to Die
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