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[BRUXISM]Fixing races with my conscience, cop a 40 for that nonsense I'm so bored of being conscious, anxious paranoid and nauseous I'm to weak to build a tolerance, but way to strong to care Burn the cigarette till ashes picking b***s out of my hair Don’t f**king care, the only thing that I have left to do is die Watch me rot away for years, you act surprised a f**king lie Pretty pills and orange bottles in my casket, only right Leave me facedown in the ditch off 60 milligrams of white This a semi final suicide, the kind that makes you stare Because nothing makеs me feel alive like falling out my chair Calling up my hookup tryna cash out on a scarе But he knows I'm not the kind of kid to lash out unprepared Bloody noses how my throat is dripping vision starts to fade Poison dragging through system cutting years off like a blade Feel the resin on my walls I judge the time by grams I’ve weighed Toxins oh my god I’ve lost it bleach my fabric and just wait Drag my body off the carpet just so I can get retarded I don't wanna feel like garbage but I still don't have the knowledge With the money that I spend I bet that I could pay for College But the only kind of lectures that I get is from my father Sick and tired anxious, nauseous, I’m not cautious I’m a corpse Try to sleep it’s f**king pointless my reality is warped Please don’t tell me how to stop I do the wrong sh*t till it’s worse I can’t stop it, f**king lawless self destruction just occurs Make it hurt b*t*h please just make it hurt[X4] Make it hurt b*t*h please just make it hurt[X4]
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