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Life’s A Bitch But Then You Die (Faith) - Alan Poe (Ft. Alan Poe)
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Life’s A Bitch But Then You Die (Faith) Alan Poe (Ft. Alan Poe)

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Life’s A Bitch But Then You Die (Faith) - Alan Poe (Ft. Alan Poe)
[Intro]
(Mic check 1, 2)
(Mic check)
(Take a trip through my mind)

[First Verse]
If I try and find religion will I find faith?
If I try and find my vision will I find my fate?
If I go to church to seek some wisdom will I feel my soul set aflame?
Are these the words of a saint with a past, or a sinner seeking a future in vain?
Are we destined to repeat the same mistakes time and time again at every turn like a broken tape or take what we carry inside in stride?
Questions that I ask myself as I drive through the night
Alone in my mind
Alone in my thoughts, alone in my ride
All alone in my life
My silhouette the only friend I've known all along
He's along for the drive but even he don't know if I'll make it home alive tonight
'Cuz the way that life's been going lately it's kinda crazy
I'm being driven to the edge
Word to Stan
I just want to jump off the deep end
And be done with this once and for all
And I feel so ashamed to complain
But I can't front no more with a fake smile that isn't mine
And baby
If you don't mind laying here for a while
You could be the reason to keep me here tonight
Let it be known before I die
That I tried with every ounce of strength bled from my veins
I've been strong for so long I forgot what weakness felt like
I've been strong for so long that I left a permanent stain in the way you look at life
And the rest a blind spot or at least I hope
Alcohol turned to blood through every slice, turned to love every time
An addict with no remedy but the knife
Seeking peace with a blade
A paradox as I take a piece to the brain
I aim with one in the chamber
I've been ready to end this life
Going out like Kurt Cobain
Taking shots to the head but before I pull the trigger
I ask myself
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