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Mutilations with a knife.

Shotgun by my side.

This bottle won't kill me fast enough.

Misery has taken over my mind.

Petrified with anguish.

Of a life of repulsed disease.

I live an abhorrent subsistance.

I put the gun in my mouth.

Pull the trigger, I'm not dead.

I can't believe what I have done.

I stagger around the room.

Look in the mirror so I can see.

I am not dead.

Mutilation with a knife.

Shotgun by my side.

This bottle won't kill me fast enough.

Misery has taken over my mind.

Petrified with anguish.

Of a life repulsed in disease.

I live an abhorrent subsistance.

I put the gun in my mouth.

Pull the trigger, I'm not dead.

I can't believe what I have done.

Fuck it.

(solo Matt Grice)