One of these days, one of these days.
I'm going to be too dead to hear you cry,
and all your hate won't be traded,
for anything but regret.
Walking alike,
talking alike.
Nothing more disturbing
than a freak pretending.
Fuck you selfish girl,
fuck you bad friends,
fuck you fake family,
fuck all of you that don't do lint for anyone else
Keep on living your light lives,
Acting as if they deserved to be lived.
I have spare fuck you's for each and everyone of you,
I just close my eyes and I give them away.
When I open them I feel well, rested.
When I open them I'm not lonely, just alone, truly alone.
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