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The pain, it radiates through me
It radiates through all my limbs
The pain, it reaches out for something
It reaches for the pills, the razors, the roof
Now the pills kick in
And the blood drains smoothly and rapidly
As I climb the ladder to my death
I have one last thing to say before I perish
Good-Bye!

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