sometimes i feel like shit
being treated like toilet paper
used and abused time and again
dont know what i am
or what i have to be
dont give a damn about the world
that's what i thought i needed to believe
but the world screws u when u trust this
that's what i learned but was too late
now the tension is creeping up like a stack of crap
now i think my nerves will crack
want to be alone, that's what half of me wants
other half doesn't like the idea of life
i guess i will just rest my pieces
wherever i may die!!!
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