Kenny was afraid to die just like many a troubled kidKenny was afraid to die even more afraid to liveKenny was afraid to cry so he stayed away from loveKenny was afraid to fly he burned the feathers of the helpless dove One fatal night he felt a desire he could not resistKenny was afraid to die so he finally cut his wrists Jenny was afraid to ask so she never said a wordJenny was afraid to ask 'cause the answer she'd get might hurtJenny was afraid to show what she really felt insideJenny didn't want them to know she was to be the reaper's bride One fatal night she felt a desire she could not resistJenny was afraid to die so she finally cut his wrists Kenny was afraid to die just like many a troubled kidKenny was afraid to die even more afraid to liveKenny was afraid to cry so he stayed away from loveKenny was afraid to fly he burned the feathers of the helpless dove One fatal night he felt a desire he could not resistKenny was afraid to die so he finally cut his wrists Kenny was afraid to die to overcome his fear he did
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