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alive but not livin


  I am grumpy.

 I am grump at the world.

 I sit there and wonder why i'm still alive?

 Why did he choose me ?

 Am i really lucky to be alive?

 Or is this punishment from the god above the skies?

 Maybe there's a reason i'm still here.

 The evil voices is all i hear.

 They're trying to tell me something but I won't listen.

I think it's the positive vibes that i'm missin'

 

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