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She went up and she never came down |
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She left most of herself in a room across town |
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She poured out like whiskey to Jesus at night |
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Tryna find some salvation for her pitiful life |
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Cause it's hard to be a alive |
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It's so hard to be alive |
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He went out and he never came back |
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Just a sign on the door with a P.S. attached |
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I've gone for forgiveness, so take what you need |
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There's a key by the flower pot, down by your things |
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Cause it's hard to be a alive |
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It's so hard to be alive |
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It's rare and it's wonderful at the same time |
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It's hard to be alive |
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Twelve years old, with his head in his hands |
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And he's trying to estimate where he might land |
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It's hard to imagine why everything ends |
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But it's harder to realize where to begin |
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Cause it's hard to be a alive |
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It's so hard to be alive |
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It's rare and it's wonderful at the same time |
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It's hard to be alive |
