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wasted potential died on that bathroom floor.
his pain was way to much for him to bare.
he took some pills to reach a comatose
not breathing was a goal to toast

don't fall asleep
don't fall asleep
don't fall asleep
You wont wake up

regret at the worst time is what he gets.
He stumbles to the bathroom to reverse his fate.
Can't find the the door and stumbles in the hall
His vision is to blurry to really recall
Everything is black and he wishes he could react
he now knows its not what he wants but its too late now

don't fall asleep
don't fall asleep
don't fall asleep
You wont wake up

How did I live through the pills I took,
I was alone that night I looked.
I planned it out
my struggles were to much and I was filled with doubt.
I was lucky I have at least that to give
yet so many never get out this hole

don't fall asleep
don't fall asleep
don't fall asleep
I wont wake up