Weeks pass by, day by day, it all slips away
But i feel no improvement in the quality of life
If looks could kill i’d be in jail and my family would bail
I’ve had enough, I think too hard, my soul’s up for sale
And I hate myself
Oh I hate myself
I hate myself
Like everyone around me
This is a game that you can’t win,you just waste your time
Around here no one knows what’s yours what’s mine
And if i could leave already believe me i would
Why do they pretend to care,why are people so rude
This is the last song I will write and the last breath i will take
No one knows or no one cares into what I will be made
I might just fall over and die nothing quite matters
As i spend more time here my future blackens
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