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Rid It

Peel it off
like a sunburn
Burn it off
like a tick
It's a leach
Rip it off,
it makes you sick

Don't let it change you
Don't let it drain you

You're emotional
suck it up
Oh, again?
You fucked it up

Filthy filth,
don't you want
to kill yourself?

Roll a joint
smoke it all,
and in that
hazy world you fall

Is that all?
That's it?
To throw your fits
doesn't sit

We all know you're
full of shit

Lie some more
Be a whore

Cry cry cry baby,
you're so poor

My sympathy for you is no more
You're dead, you're gone,
you're nothing

Take it off
you piece of shit
Take it off
and don't throw a fit

Woah! Gay?!
That's okay,
I disown you anyway
Written by maria (IRK)
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