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A bout of deep depression.

Can't seem to move it forward.

My lying eyes lie awake.

Not sure what I am after.

I never died before.

Can't live what happened yesterday.

I never stoned the crow, no.

Flip through endless stories.

A life of hand-written pain.

No one can share this hurt that is mine, mine, mine.

I never died before.

Can't be what happened yesterday.

I shouldn't stone the crow, no.

Ride on!

Same old city, same old pain.

No matter how I try,

No matter what I say,

I'm blamed, I'm shamed,

I'm judged unfairly.

So now I've died before.

It feels as bad as yesterday.

I never stoned the crow, no.

You too have died before.

It's more than less of yesterday.

I never stoned the crow, stoned the crow, no, no.

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