Stupid clowns junkie friends sold me out to paranoia doubt
Demons! we’ve all got ‘em there’s no denying it get
You smell your shit? well it stinks too help you
i move the steel grate across my chest because it’s
I’m wasting away lack of motivation is killing me every
Leading my life where the truth is so far while
Dead/alive it doesn’t fucking matter we won’t survive a candle
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