Wake me
Shake me
Get it through my head
Shoot me
Bury me
I'm better left for dead
Show me the future
That the past may not repeat itself
Or remind me of the past
So the future contains no old mistakes
Shake me
Take me
Chop off my head
Bury me
Carry me
Just free me from this dread
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