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Feel like everything I touch turn to dust Only a matter a time ‘fore they leave me to rust Don't even know how to trust anymore Lose sight when I leave the door Losing confidence like friends How do I plan revenge, drowning in thought of sin Trying not to shame my family, thinking everybody mad at me How the f**k did I get so low, I don't even know So I'll pick myself up and write something better With a personal vendetta but I won't let that sh*t finish me Hoping somebody copy me Let's me know I'm respected not neglected Pick the pen up, f**k innocence Feeling like a nuisance, prob won't do sh*t Anything better than to quit Wrote this while I'm sick, hoping I can get a hit Maybe I should stop while I'm ahead, one day they want me dead I just don't wanna let go, my last words probably gon be no Social anxiety fryin’ me and it’s hard for me I’m dealing with society, maintaining sobriety And I don’t even drink, but I’m feeling like I oughta be It's the only thing that could help me with my talking Because I am just the guy that remain nameless, I’m sighing deep I’m flattered whenever people say hi to me Thinking with my feelings, my cerebellum play hide and seek Cause people f**k me over like Jerry Heller, they lie to me So I’m living with no logic, I dun quit my job cause I was scared they gonna fire me Didn’t have a backup and nobody wanna hire me “It’s allergies”, I say that when I’m crying on the balcony
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