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with just a little bit of hope left in my pocket

I stood at the edge of a five-floor garage

I wanna go swimming in a pool of concrete

I wish my life this far was all a mirage

Praying it gets better, hope for sweater weather

Cuz hell is getting old, forever, it's better

When it's cold, when it's cold