Perfume bottles and spray cans full of pissThey never seem to missYou pushed me down a flight of stairsAnd then you heard a shamelessLullaby of twisted clever myth of whatWas known as wit you never seemedTo try and yet you quit just quitJust quit not just a little bitBut then you tryStaring at the ceiling wondering willThis ever end ending this interrogationOf the same old bitter endMy enemys a pleasant friend not farBehind the restYes Im still fucking here and youJust fade away just like youAlways did you think you tried toKnowingly believe in what you seeAshamed of you and me Im sick of allThis straight edge bullshitSucker they made you fall apartConfide in your guitar youStupid cunt you tried to dieYour hair is grey youre prone toWear and tear theres somethingIn that stare that makes me want toRIP YOUR THROAT OUT!!!
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