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I hate my job
I hate summer nights
I hate most nights
I hate the way I think it's okay
To feel this much hate
I hate you too
And I hate your dumb friends
And I hate you too

I don't want to be left alone
I want to grow
I don't want to be shown around
I want to show you everything
I'm so tired of this slowed down progress
I'm so tired of my melted focus
Maybe I should stay awake
Instead of blaming everyone but myself
For these rainy days

I'm not the only one
With blurred vision but
I let it fuel me
I'm not the only one
With blurred vision but
Most nights it kills me

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