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I don't need your sympathy,
your half assed attempt
to cheer me up...
...you speak with no emotion at all
a caring voice...
I don't need it.
I don't want a fucking shoulder to cry on,
I don't want your: "I'm not alone"
...don't want it....
I want a solution,
a fucking solution.
I came for your help
still can't figure it out?
I don't want a hug, dont want your fake smile..
Don't want a pat on the shoulder, and an "everything is okay"
I don't need your attempt for my trust,
I don't need a fucking placebo for all the things I want to do...
don't need it...
Why can't you understand?
every time I talk well it must just be my hormones,
everything I feel ...
well hey it's just a phase.
you sit here and tell me,
everything I have will change...
I don't need that, it does not help,
you sit here and tell me
that my everything is nothing...
you try and
understand ...
but you have got it all wrong.
you are wrong.
you are not right.
you can't stuff me up with pills...
and agree with everything I say,
I want to fight,
I want to feel alive,
give me a battle of minds...
...really fucking excite me.
I don't want you to kiss my toes and tell me I'm perfect
just the way I am,
make me think make me care
make me change
make me change...
give me a fucking thing to look forward to
if you really don't want to see me leaving
if you really just fucking need me...
If you really want to help me, Then just fucking help me.
your half assed attempt
to cheer me up...
...you speak with no emotion at all
a caring voice...
I don't need it.
I don't want a fucking shoulder to cry on,
I don't want your: "I'm not alone"
...don't want it....
I want a solution,
a fucking solution.
I came for your help
still can't figure it out?
I don't want a hug, dont want your fake smile..
Don't want a pat on the shoulder, and an "everything is okay"
I don't need your attempt for my trust,
I don't need a fucking placebo for all the things I want to do...
don't need it...
Why can't you understand?
every time I talk well it must just be my hormones,
everything I feel ...
well hey it's just a phase.
you sit here and tell me,
everything I have will change...
I don't need that, it does not help,
you sit here and tell me
that my everything is nothing...
you try and
understand ...
but you have got it all wrong.
you are wrong.
you are not right.
you can't stuff me up with pills...
and agree with everything I say,
I want to fight,
I want to feel alive,
give me a battle of minds...
...really fucking excite me.
I don't want you to kiss my toes and tell me I'm perfect
just the way I am,
make me think make me care
make me change
make me change...
give me a fucking thing to look forward to
if you really don't want to see me leaving
if you really just fucking need me...
If you really want to help me, Then just fucking help me.
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