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One of these days I'm gonna shut my forever,
So tired of seeing what's with life,
As much as I wish that I got better with these people.

I've heard it written, that y flower withers,
So I carve up my palm to bleed these inscriptions.
it's a given, sometimes it's not,
And we struggle with the pieces to the of the plot.
And all I see on my CD shelves are the pieces of me that need help,
Like I don't eat good, so always got the hunger pains,
Rocking baggy clothes to hide the fact I'm underweight.
I bust a phrase to escape cause I'm stuck for days,
changes but the mother fucking date.
It's such a shame, see the crumble and fade,
Until you're with nothing but some dust on the plate.
Life ugly, writing rhymes to Jeff Buckley,
A cold and broken Hallelujah for this test dummy.
I can accept in the past been the first to cry,
Now I'm hoping be the last to laugh.
In paradox of non- existence,
Where the oxygen we breathe to corrodes our bodies and kills us,
If I could hold my breath for eternity, then I'd live forever but never these words I speak.
I can't do this Mum,
Sick of the under my eyes, the vanity of my forearms,
I my body, it's just a shell for my soul,
And my songs will live on long after my bell has tolled.
And would you even cry, could you move on your life,
Or you need to know the reason why?
I'm grand and poetic,
take the Kurt Cobain route, and blow my fucking brains out.
There, I it.
Sometimes I need to talk to someone, I'm just not who,
feeling of the morning after, the locked-jaw blues,
And I can't write the breakup, been numb for too long,
Everyday is like a break down, I can't to move on.
So what I a few smiles, it's all futile.
The grey space, hip-hop, blue star.
Waiting for the beat to stop in game of musical chairs,
I'm just a kid make something beautiful.

One of these days I'm gonna shut my forever,
So tired of seeing what's wrong life,
And as much as I that I got along better with these people,
Don't you think that there's a why?
One of these days I'm gonna my eyes forever,
So of seeing what's wrong with life,
And as much as I wish that I got better with these people,
Don't you think that there's a reason