last nite i had a premonition,
it was about me and suicide,
i was deciding whether to live or to die,
i woke up last nite and began to cry,
my premonition read for me to die,
now i knew death wasnt playing in with my life,
i have to go off and commit suicide,
i'm struggling through this pain and this hate,
i had a premonition last nite,
and it was your turn to die

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