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life is hard
and so am I
you better give me something
so I don't die
novocaine for the soul
before I sputter out
life is white
and I am black
jesus and his lawyer
are coming back
oh my darling, will you be here
before I sputter out
guess whose living here
with the great undead
this paint by numbers life
is fking with my head once again
life is good
and I feel great
'cause mother says I was
a great mistake
novocaine for the soul
you'd better give me something
to fill the hole
before I sputter out