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When my dad died, The worms ate out both his eyes, His soul flew right up in the sky, And i cried myself to sleep. My mother lies, Alone on her back at night Adding up hours till her demise, As she counts herself to sleep. When my sister finds, My body closed up like the blinds, l tell her i promise, lt's fine, But she cries herself to sleep. The men in black ties, Arrive at the house in suprise, To find a little girl by your side, ln the wood box where you're sleeping l still see you lnside of this god-awful house, You move awfully quiet now, And l still feel you everywhere. You told me This has always been worth living But what's really worth living, Anymore.
