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Verse 1
When your out in this world all lonely
You don’t know what to do with yourself honestly
Looking back at your life is a tragedy
Your trying to move along and be strong for insanity
I am old,
My hair is gray,
My skin is wrinkled.
I am young,
My blonde curls dance in the light,
My youth shines on my face.
I am holding a shovel.
One pile of dirt
