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Purple Fuzz
Writing down my thoughts
As I’m sitting in the dark
Listening to the sound of
The beating of my lonely heart
And currently there’s something bothering me
That I would like to annul
The aching pain inside my mouth is like
Taking a knife and stabbing it through your skull
I feel like I’m on an exiled guilt trip
In a plane that I myself have built
Due to the course of my actions causing
Those around me to see me as filth
I try to love myself but
It’s such a difficult task
So I pray to the Lord for the answers
Yet I still hide behind a mask
Yeah I know if I need help
All I have to do is ask but
Nowadays psychologists just wanna rip you off
Fuck them they can all kiss my ass
Nothing can mend my cracks and crevices
Because my self-esteem is made of glass
That is meant to be broken
From a true cynic
These words have been spoken[/font][/font][/font]
As I’m sitting in the dark
Listening to the sound of
The beating of my lonely heart
And currently there’s something bothering me
That I would like to annul
The aching pain inside my mouth is like
Taking a knife and stabbing it through your skull
I feel like I’m on an exiled guilt trip
In a plane that I myself have built
Due to the course of my actions causing
Those around me to see me as filth
I try to love myself but
It’s such a difficult task
So I pray to the Lord for the answers
Yet I still hide behind a mask
Yeah I know if I need help
All I have to do is ask but
Nowadays psychologists just wanna rip you off
Fuck them they can all kiss my ass
Nothing can mend my cracks and crevices
Because my self-esteem is made of glass
That is meant to be broken
From a true cynic
These words have been spoken[/font][/font][/font]
Published 25th Feb 2010
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