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You can pray all day to Satan

You can drive pretty fast

You can drink with your prescriptions

But it never comes to pass

I know you don't believe me

But you're gonna see, you're gonna see

One hundred and three

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You can make marks with a razor

You can choke out on the bed

But do you feel a sense of failure

When you just can't end up dead?

I know you don't believe me

But you're gonna see, you're gonna see

One hundred and three

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How can I get it through to you?

I just don't think your death wish

Is gonna come, is gonna come true

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