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D. E. A. T. H.
Guided by the light of the moon
A young boy finds his way
Somewhere across the distant fields
The sky is turning gray
The old man's heart skips a beat
And he dies where he's at rest
The doctors said he was old and frail
And it was probably for the best
The young boy stops to catch his breath
And he looks up to the sky
He sees a bird soaring above
And wishes that he could fly
He arrives at home just to find out
His grandpa is already dead
He then takes the gun from out of the drawer
And shoots himself in the head
The moral of the story is
Death is everywhere
We're going to have to learn to deal
And try real hard to bear
