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Jump, Fly, Free

Awkward, out of place,
You don't give a fuck about my face,
Stop talkin bout your problems.
I ain't here to solve shit,
Do I look like your therapist?,
Piss on your face,
Boy I love that sour face.
Cry your eyes out,
Rue the stench.
I've never cared for you because,
You're just full of shit.
You've never cared for me,
Not giving me the time of day.
Why would I listen to your problems,
When I have some of my own?
More than the next guy,
That's all I'll tell you, son.
My problems go to the extreme,
Like jumping off a plane, no parachute, going free.
Listen to my speech,
Then maybe I'll listen to yours.
Don't give two shits about your personal life,
Because I've got plenty of problems,
And you're just one.
Written by Fxckithard (Unthoughtful spunker)
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