Living to Die..
I'm sitting here writing with tear in my eyes
Cause the way I'm looking at life, Is that I'm living to die.
For the last two weeks I've been sending prays to the sky
In hopes that my grandma won't die
Since I'm here, writing with tears in my eyes
guess you can figure out the doctors said she's going bye
After two operation; they say she's been brain dead..
So the way we see it, they filled us with hope, they feed us lies
so now at the end..she's going to die...
So why live today; when we're just going to die?
Why sit around every day contemplating suicide
Siting in a room and do nothing but cry
Cuase the way I feel now..I'm just living, waiting to die....
Cause the way I'm looking at life, Is that I'm living to die.
For the last two weeks I've been sending prays to the sky
In hopes that my grandma won't die
Since I'm here, writing with tears in my eyes
guess you can figure out the doctors said she's going bye
After two operation; they say she's been brain dead..
So the way we see it, they filled us with hope, they feed us lies
so now at the end..she's going to die...
So why live today; when we're just going to die?
Why sit around every day contemplating suicide
Siting in a room and do nothing but cry
Cuase the way I feel now..I'm just living, waiting to die....
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