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fuck it
My body's my temple
I want to destroy it
I've been trying way too hard to enjoy it
I do not enjoy this
So I want to annoy it
Wrists bleeding
Fucking needing
Feeling so fucking defeated
Momma don't care
Daddy still hitting
If you hate your life
Just start admitting
The first step to fixing any problem
Is realizing ones been starting
Over thrown
Over owned
Over turned just like a stone
Sitting all alone thinking
What was I thinking
12 bottles and still drinking
3 days been stinking
4 days been itching
And chapped lips still been splitting
My life
Is like an emotional case
I feel like I'm money
That just went to waste
I want to destroy it
I've been trying way too hard to enjoy it
I do not enjoy this
So I want to annoy it
Wrists bleeding
Fucking needing
Feeling so fucking defeated
Momma don't care
Daddy still hitting
If you hate your life
Just start admitting
The first step to fixing any problem
Is realizing ones been starting
Over thrown
Over owned
Over turned just like a stone
Sitting all alone thinking
What was I thinking
12 bottles and still drinking
3 days been stinking
4 days been itching
And chapped lips still been splitting
My life
Is like an emotional case
I feel like I'm money
That just went to waste
Published 15th May 2015
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