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First it’s my silly tone, but I’m doped up on methadone.

She saw me as expendable, oh how commendable.

Why are you so delectable, when you’re not dependable?

Please get the fuck out of my life.

Tomorrow I start to scream, I’m the American dream.

Sew up the surgical seam, I didn’t use shaving cream

 Now my arms start to bleed, why am I at execution speed?

Sorry it won’t work this time.

The world starts to disappear; you’re not my puppeteer.

I’m not a billionaire, but hope for the electric chair.

Why is this world unfair, you can’t complete my questionnaire?

They’ll be no answers tonight.