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End The Pain & Suffering

I’ve been waiting on your prayers

To start paying for my gas

I’ve been waiting on the good vibes

To save my fucking ass

I’ve been pining for the day

She would come back my way

But I’m left with this emptiness

That a black hole would say is vast


So, why not end the pain and suffering

Cause passion gets me nowhere

I painted with different colors

& no one seems to care

So why not end the pain and suffering

Cause I can’t help myself

Our health system has failed me

& She’s with someone else


They say New Caledonian Crows

Tend to mate for life

When their loved one is gone

The other gets sick & dies

Oh, I can relate in my humanly state

Because I finally found the one

Even if I’m not hers,

Even if she’s done


So, why not end the pain and suffering

Cause passion gets me nowhere

I painted with different colors

& no one seems to care

So why not end the pain and suffering

Cause I can’t help myself

Our health system has failed me

& She’s with someone else


I feel so all alone

In a crowded friendly room

Without her I’m nothing

I’m nothing as I am


So, why not end the pain and suffering

Cause passion gets me nowhere

I painted with different colors

& no one seems to care

So why not end the pain and suffering

Cause I can’t help myself

Our health system has failed me

& She’s with someone else


So, why not end the pain and suffering

Cause passion gets me nowhere

I painted with different colors

& no one seems to care

So why not end the pain and suffering

Cause I can’t help myself

Our hospitals are prisons

& She’s still with someone else


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