When I came in my garage, I saw that my car has been started without a key.
My worst enemy just locked me in here so that the exhaust fumes will kill me.
He hotwired my car and even welded the hood shut so that I can't shut off the engine.
My life is flashing before my eyes and my friends and family won't see me alive again.
Nobody has heard me even though I've started to shout.
It's hopeless, nobody is going to let me out.
I'm scared and I'm starting to cry because it's the end.
And to think that I once thought that bastard was a friend.
I didn't think he'd go this far but there's something that son of a bitch didn't count on.
I'm writing down that he's the murderer so that the cops will nail him after I'm gone.
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