Life’s a bitch said staring at the witches broom that I am forced to hold
Life is crap, my future’s mapped and I am getting old I’m getting old
And everything to me is feeling cold.
Nobody listens as apathy glistens to me
All is bleak the only peak of my day is the end.
And all parts of everything just seem to fucking send me round the bend.
Some days I could live without, life itself
Someday maybe someday I could be my self
Some days I could live without, life itself
Someday maybe someday I could be my self
Nobody listens as apathy glistens to me
All is bleak the only peak of my day is the end.
And all parts of everything just seem to fucking send me round the bend.
You’re not the first but you’re certainly the worst my parents said
It drives me so fucking crazy that I know some days I could throw myself out a window
And I can see that life really blows
Some days I could live without, life itself
Someday maybe someday I could be my self
Some days I could live without, life itself
Someday maybe someday I could be my self
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