& I can hardly get myself out of the bed
For fear of never lying in this bed again
Oh Chist, I'm not that desperate
Oh no, Oh God, I am.
How did I end up here to begin with? I don't know
Why do I start what I can't finish?
Oh, please don't barrage me with the questions to all those ugly answers
My ego's like my stomach; it keeps shitting what I feed it
But
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