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Fuck the world is the thought for today

I cannot explain how it ended this way

I hate the miles, I hate the fake smiles

All the words you start to say

Will only hurt you more someday

And that's where I am now

I cannot explain how...but I am sad

And I am mad

Out of control, on my own on a long night

And a fist fight with myself



Write me letters

Or text me a message saying "It's true"

I don't even know you or the things you do

Nor do I care

You're never there

And I'm always alone...

Sitting alone

Who knew that this would be my home?



Another death has taken place

Annother service ended today

I teared a little and smiled some

But now I know what it's like

For my world to come undone

I am sinking slowly without a plan at all

I am killing the minutes by writing this song

Once I stop I know I'll feel like shit

So what's it worth? I don't know

So now I am done with it....



Write me letters

Or text me a message saying "It's true"

I don't even know you or the things you do

Nor do I care

You're never there

And I'm always alone...

Sitting alone

Who knew that this would be my home?



I'm all alone

You don't care

You don't want my company

Nor do you want this song