Don't let the nausea take over; every step is a little bit closer to tearing the fuckers down. Stab the flesh a few more times; when every tendons dead you'll feel fine. We'll have nothing to lose and everything to gain. It's the abject surrender of a life you don't own. Assholes pissing on nut sacks. Fuck off! Let's take it back! Every night you'd lay awake and every bottle you drank until it was as empty as your eyes. Nah nah nah no. Break your back just to breath. Keep your head above a shit filled sea. All for some moldy ass piece of bread. Did you know that I've broken every crutch that I've ever had? ( I always bought 'em second hand.) It'd break and I'd hit the ground, lying in a pile of puke TEN TIMES the size of my pride. Dry heave. Nothing left inside but bedraggled ambitions and whack ass jokes, never taking the time to think that maybe I was wasting time cursing the sky. Nobody's gonna listen to me grumble tonight, but that's okay with me because being on our own never felt so right. yeahhqhohwqh8frf0f?pl!!!! Everything is burning fast and we've got no place left to run. I'm fucking through tending those flames. Ass wipe. Dickhead jr. Fuck, you're fucking ugly.
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