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There's so much pressure to just keep breathing,

I'm not sure my heart will keep beating.

All the things I have labored for they may fall

into nothing if I'm not here to see.

I'm not here to see the end!

What will become of me when

I become the Autumn leaves,

when all that's left of me is a shell

and the world moves on without me?

Will I die tonight,

Will I die tonight,

will I forever sleep?

Will my mother weep,

will you remember me,

will you remember me?

Will I die tonight,

Will I die tonight,

will I forever sleep?

Will my mother weep,

will you remember me,

will you remember me?

"The unwise man waketh all night,

thinking of this and that,

tosses, sleepless, and is tired at morn:

nor lighter for that is load."

I exist in fear

so in a way I am not alive.

This foe I cannot conquer,

it is my own demise.

I am terrified

and I don't want to die.

This world is so beautiful,

I want to be alive.

I want to be alive!

I am terrified

and I don't want to die.

This world is so beautiful,

I want to be alive.