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Gabriel Duncan

Got a message from hope and returned it to sender
Gave up on hope since my life’s in the blender
Wonder where he went, when he went under water
No use now, my distress is cannon fodder

I’m locked and loaded, so no one comes near
Tradgedy sped up my clock, it feeds on my fear
I feel it stalking me
Waiting for me to drop to my knees

Suicidal thoughts are simple
It’s living on that’s the hardest
Limping on through life
Lying, playing like life’s a fucking funfest
And it’s not even done yet

Can we please start over
Forget the past
And stop living each day as the last
I’m so tired of running
My legs are falling off
My eyes are blood shot
I can’t see
But I can’t stop

I’ve been sniffing that fucking yoke
Ever since he left the farm
And the last thing I want to do is cause bodily harm
But I’m hurting so bad, I just want him back
Please, just bring him back