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A noose tide tight
In a room with no light
I wear my suit of dress blues
Already shined my shoes
Its who I am, it’s how I lived
It’s how I’ll die, and I really am
My mind is so faded I cant tell time
This is the end of the line
Take a step off the bed
Or fill my self with lead
It doesn’t make a difference
as long as I’m dead
Unless someone has a reason why