I pop a toothbrush inside my mouth
or I pull the trigger
whatever gets it out
it's funny it ended like this
when I was a kid I wanted to be a therapist
head of class or queen of the clique
i'll stick to my guns if they get me some cover
and I know it doesnt matter
and I know it'll always hurt
so before I kill myself I have to learn
sometimes its just god given
the kind of things that fall upon rainy day for normal folks
but I swear god is out to make me choke
and i'm tired of nights in early june
puking all over my silver spoons
oh well
and I wish i was born a girl and
i know no one's looking out for me
well that's alright
i guess it's kinda strange to fight
a thing some people would find so slight
well well
for some it dont come easily
I guess it's just god given
I'd crack apart my brains and bust my floor
but I cant just afford no things no more
well well
sixteen years into a hole
I guess the gods just like to see me broke
it's funny horton hears a who because I was never heard at all myself
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