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"Might As Well"
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Sad I might as well be someone else,
I might as well just go to hell.
There's nothing else that I can see,
There's no one else that I can be.
I have no talents, have no skills.
I have no fun, I have no thrills.
My friends are twisted, non-existent,
What's God's plan? I think I missed it.
Someone wants to "cut a rug" with me, Wants to bust a nut with me.
Punch me in the gut with me, but, who wants to have a hug with me?
Sick and tired of feelin wired, sick of mother frickin liars.
Sick and tired of what's required, sick of frickin smokin fires.
Why are all my friends still running? Where'd I frickin spend my money?
Where's that land of milk and honey? Why's my pain and anger funny?
Might as well get movin on,
Might as well stop bein wrong.
Lo Ruhamah
