I been down these roads before
Just waiting for me to fall
When I see the world around me fading to black
It doesn’t seem just right
Walking the deadly paths ahead
Just seems to be my only way
To keep my hopes alive
People talk about seeing the white light when death is near
But how can it be possible when death is just a dark cold place
How can death be symbolize with a simple color
When is just pain
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