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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 I got along better with these people.

I've heard it written, that ever y withers,
So I up my palm just to bleed these inscriptions.
Sometimes a given, sometimes it's not,
And we struggle the pieces to the puzzle of the plot.
And all I see on my CD shelves are the of me that probably need help,
I don't eat good, so I've always got the hunger pains,
Rocking baggy clothes to hide the that I'm underweight.
I bust a to escape cause I'm feeling stuck for days,
changes but the mother fucking date.
It's a shame, see the structure crumble and fade,
Until you're left with nothing but dust on the plate.
Life gets ugly, writing to Jeff Buckley,
A cold and broken Hallelujah for crash test dummy.
I can in the past I've 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 live corrodes our bodies and us,
If I hold my breath for eternity, then I'd live forever but never deliver these words I speak.
I do this anymore Mum,
Sick of the under my eyes, the vanity of my forearms,
I hate my body, it's a shell for my soul,
And my songs will live on long after my bell has tolled.
And would you even cry, could you on with your life,
Or would you need to know the why?
I'm grand and poetic,
Might take the Kurt Cobain route, and blow my 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 about the breakup, been numb for too long,
is like a break down, I can't seem to move on.
So what I a few smiles, it's all futile.
The grey space, hip-hop, beyond star.
Waiting for the beat to in this game of musical chairs,
I'm a kid tryna make something beautiful.

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