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today's the day I die
Today’s the day I die
Fight this fear, I’ll try
Waiting for the figure death
To come Take my final breath
I hope it’ll be quick
When that bastard bullet hits
Or Waiting for the local bus
Smashing me, Turning me to mush
Could it be caused by me
drowning myself in the sea
Or falling on the tube
The train slicing me in two
Will it be whilst on a drive?
pinned in the car, trying to survive
Waiting constantly for death to strike
Taking me away from daughter and Wife
Today’s the day Im convinced I’ll die
Can I fight it, I’m almost too tired to try!
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