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F#ck your depression, F#ck your hope.

Im burning thru my own world, its like I'm on fire,

i dont know how i got here ,could i get any higher?

i dont know why im pacing, but these dones got me estatic,

add a couple xanax to make the situation frantic.

oh shit, im nodding. now its all just tragic.

im getting high off these beans like their fucking magic.

letting go of life, cause the morphine kills the pain..

giving away my life, for the worse kinda shame..,

to know any sober time will only bring rain,

after this darkness swallows me i will not distain.

stuck in my old ways. ill cope with my dope.

fuck your depression. fuck your hope.

Just give me a couple pills, fuck a noose in a rope.

 

 

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