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Try to understand
This pistol is looking pretty yummy
My life is pretty crummy
Not really but it feels that way
It’s all the same
I go through this shit every day
Can you feel me?
Can you hear me?
I’m fighting a fight I cannot win.
And it’s only about to begin
My eyes itch
I can feel my fingers twitch
These pills look pretty gratifying
Yet there so unsatisfying
If only I could get away
If only I could die for just one day
Try to understand
I’m sick of who I am