I'm sick to death of life itself

A man who roved right to the end

I've reached the final lap in life

And now must find a way to mend


I want to run away and hide

A child who wants to have his way

I've raced along the rainbow road

And now must limp in shades of grey


I'm on the outs with life itself

A man who knows when he is beat

I've reached the point of no return

And now must face the last defeat

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