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Dear sweet filthy world, my wife or whoever reads this I think that I've lived too long With all of my promise unfulfilled But there is a veil drawn over all of that I know you'll probably say, "Spare us the melodrama" "I don't know how he chose the pills or the stupid revolver" I'm out of luck I'm not that strong My hands, your neck I might have wrung Don't try to find me I'm not worth anything anymore I am not leaving you with all of your problems The biggest one is me Life is dark Cold as the sea Embrace me in my anguish Put seaweed in my hair and vow that you won't cry because I've gone I can't go on, I can't go on, I can't go on I must close now From Letras Mania