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Sometimes I stutter the past and with future I compare and contract

I’m feed up with my life and its faults
I try to be the best I can but it’s just to hard
I’m tired of being someone I’m not

I’m tired of putting on this fake smile
No more of this pain I don’t want to walk on this endless road
Pretending nothing’s wrong going my way but they say it’s just life

Well I say fuck life its my life I just want to grab my knife and slice
Her across her fucking her neck, make you feel the pain I felt
Hold her down slam bricks against her chest forcing her to
Feel the pressure I felt

by.nobonumb