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Fuck it's hard to even wake up when i don't love myself,
walk around staggering tryin to be like everyone else,
love talkin to new people always fresh pushin away help,
never agin have an owner, try makin me yelp,

dependant on nothing, do everything for me,
still help those in need, still can fake talkin nicely,
hook ups become a hobby, fuck relationships they're pricey,
like my new trend neverendin, now it goes way past 3,

sometimes light up 4, each time for each hidden feeling,
tried my turn in the ocean, grew tired from all the reeling,
tired of dealing with all the new faces and needin healing,
left home with nothing so 1st i started stealing,

2nd i started selling, began takin my lead,
just to slide in 3rd, how did i make it bleed,
ran back home after scorin, almost planted my seed,
easily the lies take control, i was lovefucked indeed.