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Breathe you son of a [bad word]  don't you dare let go! 
 Too young to die, to vile autonomy 
 No response and a pulse at an all time low 
 Please wake up my friend, I can't stand here watching you die 
 Mouth to mouth, still no sign of life 
 [bad word] on my friend, you can make through it 
 Hang on, live on, get through this day 
 Wake up, stand up, don't [bad word] me this way, way! 

 Pinch you hard, but you won't move an inch 
 Eyes are closed, reflexes motionless 
 Skin is moist, stiff, white and cold 
 Can I accept that there's no more I can do? (do!) 
 The irony of fate 

 I'm sitting here crying: too proud to admit that I've lost it 
 The grim grip of reality sweeps me whole with misery 
 friend so colourful, his body's left, absent of soul 
 Freezes my thoughts, my will live, if there are lives to take 
 Who wants to give? 

 Eyes are blurring, is this a dream? 
 What's happening to me? 
 It's dark, cold and I can't see 
 Can't feel the blood in me 
 Emptiness, I'm falling 
 Illusions flash aside 
 [bad word] to recover, inside I slowly die 

 I'm the [bad word] victim here!