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-watch the quarter spin-

Swipe me left, cuz I ain't right
Gotcha sleeping in the bed alone at night
Off doing my own thing, probably start a fight
Told ya I just cant leave well enough alone
So I phone ya up and say I'm sorry
Spit some silver get ya to a party
We have a good time and you say you love me
But lady that's to high above me
Say some stupid shit, then you shove me
You dont love me
I dont love me
Isnt this story lovely
Like putty I play a dumby and wollow in self pity
Like feeling shitty
Like when my teeth chip cuz I cant stop gritting
I'm spitting toxic genocide to the masses
Truth hurts but I'll pick the color of my own casket
Basket case swinging
Bells and voices in the head ringing
It's just me and my superstitions
In a superposition of both states
Manic and depressed 
but not really  
Just cope with these feelings
What I'm supposed to do
What am I supposed to do 
Talk to you, or you, you, or you
Or Him and that'll do
I dont get it, I'm a fool
Never close my eyes 
Fraid I'll miss something cool
Diving not drowning in the deep end
Dont need air, ok to stop breathing
See, I'm seething for no reason 
Sneaking up on myself to kick a 
Chair out from under the rope tied to the ceiling 
Dont worry I took a deep breath and brought a knife to cut the rope 
I'm not serious, just fiending for some dope
Got problems man ain't no joke
Wait, I'm the punchline 
To many you folk
Waiting for me to fold but I wont 
coming back 
Sorting it out one problem after the other
Taking it in stride no longer hiding for cover 
Being a better lover, not being a bitter lover
Being good for my mother
And loving every brother
And sister 
Sounds good but I'm still sick like a blister 
Ready to pop 
At some point I might probably stop 
Probably not
Might just be me being me 
Sorry
No I'm not 
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