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Everytime I try to help It comes back on me It always backfires I get ******* over everytime I do the right thing But I get the short end of the stick I get called names I get picked on I don't do anything Because it's not worth my time But now I'm tired of it **** y'all Every single person Who has ever hurt me ******* me over Lied to me Every last one of you I'm nothing because of you The happy little kid I once was He's dead He's gone I'm an empty shell Incapable of feeling A sucidal freak **** you You made me this way Your dirt No your worse than dirt Your hated by everybody you meet Nobody likes you Nobody loves you I'm sitting here With this gun in my mouth And if I pull the trigger It's on you You deserve it No you deserve worse But no I won't Maybe another day
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Feb 4, 2014
Feb 4, 2014 at 4:20 PM UTC
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Everytime I try to help It comes back on me It always backfires I get ******* over everytime I do the right thing But I get the short end of the stick I get called names I get picked on I don't do anything Because it's not worth my time But now I'm tired of it **** y'all Every single person Who has ever hurt me ******* me over Lied to me Every last one of you I'm nothing because of you The happy little kid I once was He's dead He's gone I'm an empty shell Incapable of feeling A sucidal freak **** you You made me this way Your dirt No your worse than dirt Your hated by everybody you meet Nobody likes you Nobody loves you I'm sitting here With this gun in my mouth And if I pull the trigger It's on you You deserve it No you deserve worse But no I won't Maybe another day
jonah-lavigne
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Feb 4, 2014
Feb 4, 2014 at 4:20 PM UTC
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