Everytime that i look at the sky
or cry and complain about feelings i die.
i cant take it anymore let me fry
and shrivel in the sun til im dry.
i dont care anymore about this would
pop a pill, smoke a joint, stick a needle.
i dont care anymore its all the same
about this would where i live invain.
I dont care about you people anymore
i sit and bleed right in front of my door.
if anything i think that im sorta happy
to see what its like til infinity.
I wont cry nor moarn for the loss of you
but atleast i know that i can see what i mean to you.
thats not that great but i can see what you mean
because i hate it when your all to mean.
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