separate you from the rest.

people and machines die.

i don't trust anyone.

i think i need to be far away from society.

i do not belong here, i do not fit in.

im an intollerant racist bigot.

irresponsible and judgemental.

a raging alcoholic and pill popper.

hypocrite and "father"

im starting to scare myself.

i have no heart.

this rope is thick it doesn't twang the way your gaze does.

Here come your pride and joy
The comic little drunk
You call your boy
Making everybody smile
Who takes your pretty plan
And then becomes a disappearing man
After a little while

yeah crashboom all that stuff.

what a shitty fucking day.

i don't like that. your words make me sad. this isnt the way i intended it to be.

make a little room for an ant to hide.

ha ha. i got cliff to eat a piece of stp pie. mmmm yummy isnt it.

old dog old tricks.

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From the east it comes,
her love and the rising sun,
and I pray each time they come, it's not the last.
You see I've got strong,
I made it through what came along,
but I can't move on for the beauty of the past.