20: kill my sorrow

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Kill my sorrow
For there is no tomorrow
Home is burned to the ground
My mother makes no sound
Kill my blood
Then maybe I'll stop breathing
Kill my mother and for my anger I'll be heaving
Kill me next is all I think
Kill myself with another drink
Home is now six feet under
Im so mad can u feel my thunder?
I miss her much and dearly
I cannot fathom her not being near me
Kill my sorrow for there is no tomorrow

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