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idk how much can i take before i end it since it's slapping my face EVERY SINGLE DAY OF MY FUCKING LIFE.
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the man i used to be, a shadow of me now. the wealth empathy will let me show you how.
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and if i ever could have you in a jam jar, i would throw you into the ocean. you're not good for me.
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you keep wasting away like the water that runs through my skin, disappearing but leaving your wet trace.
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god forbids me for so many things and yet, you try to save me. how distinguished, and foolish of you.
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if i fall, i fall hard, onto you, and then all apart. but when the room went dark and
i needed you, where were you?
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he needs easy, you want weak. when you were hungry, i was soft and pink. i bleed easy, i go weak, you look hungry then back to me.
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you think you're someone else and it only hurts when it hurts yourself. americanized, jesus christ, born to lie, so you lie and you lie.
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so i'll twirling around my room again, spraying blood like the food court fountain. forgive me, my trespasses, holding my neck through a hole in the mattress.
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been scared of the dark for all of my life,
i'm digging my grave by all of the lights.
i'm always afraid but never to die, but not just yet.
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first you've got to do it for Dale. raise hell, Praise Dale.
love is a nightmare and all that i've got still getting lost in a bare parking lot. and the vertigo's fun til you want it to stop, praying this is the end when you know it's not. i could be good but it wouldn't matter. there's no silver line on a fucking disaster. i hope that you're happy, glad you can forget, while i'm spending my nights reliving it.
