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Type O Negative - Gravitational Constant G 667 x 10-8 cm-3 gm-1 sec-2

Well I've got no more reason to live

And I've got no more love to give

Tonight's the night

I'll paint the town red

I'll put another whole through my head

Unjustifiable existence

Now I feel the weight of a world on my back

I've seen the future

The future looks black

It's what I must do

I have no reservations

Ain't talk 'bout self preservation

Unjustifiable existence

Gravity crushing me

Gravity crushing me

Yeah I feel something pulling me down

Forcing me between myself and the ground

Of all the nightmares that ever came true

I think that gravity (gravity-gravity) is you

Unjustifiable existence

Gravity crushing me

Gravity crushing me

I've got a problem

A problem with hate

I can't go on dragging this weight

A cold steel hand that won't let go

Acid-filled thoughts out of control

I built myself a nice little cage

With bars of anger and a lock of rage

I can't help asking Who's got the key?

When I know damned well it's me

No I ain't hinting for sympathy

I'm used to dealing with apathy

The scars on my wrists may seem like a crime

Just wish me better luck next time

So what if I died a thousand deaths

You think I'm insane but I have no regrets

One more time won't matter no question

Suicide is self expression.
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