You were never too good and it was never all for real. All you said were lies and you put them away so well, that your truth the others could never steal. But that's how it ends up, the time is going by and you getting behind. And this mess you're in, these troubles you're stuck within... everything you made it yourself. Now figure out a way of fixing it up, cause this hurt it grows inside, and it will forever dwell. It lingers in and it comes out in tears, but they never carry the pain you struggle with. In each day find another reazon to breathe, in each hour you lose beg for another snap in the face so you can feel real.
You made your life suck. You made all alone.
This shit will fuck you up.
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