Maybe it's better this way
To let death take me
I fail to live up to my standers
So why should I care anymore
Maybe it's better this way
To let the heat kill me slowly
I can't fight it
Too tired, too weak
And I can't force myself to leave it
Maybe it's better this way
To never eat food again
Too hot to move
Too hot to care
And certainly too hot to even believe anymore
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