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This mess I am ain’t here to stay,

I know I will be gone someday,

and I wonder if my troubles will live on

even once I’m dead and gone.

And the stupid shit I’ve done

be known by everyone.


Life will end badly, just so you know,

this time it’s my turn for I told you so.

I spent a lifetime on this lonely planet

and all I got was this bag of regret.

Now what?  We’d all like to know;

all packed up with no place to go.


There’s a stairway to heaven but a highway to hell,

if you choose the stairway, then you’ve chosen well…

but the highway goes right by your house.


Maybe this is all we get,

might be worth it yet.

Stolen moments, secret smiles;

that break up near constant trials.


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