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Here’s a Life Hack for people on Death Row. When it’s your time, have them play practically any song by Luke Combs in your cell for a few hours before it’s time to fire up the Chair. You’ll be raring to go by the time you’re strapped in. 

If I have cancer I want this in my room, over and over, THIS song. His voice hurts my ears, it’s improbably twangy, and the melody is repetitive and tortures my senses. I’ll be gone quickly and feel grateful. “When it Rains It Pours” by Luke Combs. Probably third in a series of songs that saps my will to live.