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So you want to forget? You have a drink. Or six. So you want to get high? You roll your own. Light up. So you want to feel alive? All you little amateurs, Let me show you. Come join me In my chemical chemistry factory, Or my suicide surgical stand, Homemade scalpel in my hand. I can help you.
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Sep 29, 2014
Sep 29, 2014 at 6:34 PM UTC
Amateurs
So you want to forget? You have a drink. Or six. So you want to get high? You roll your own. Light up. So you want to feel alive? All you little amateurs, Let me show you. Come join me In my chemical chemistry factory, Or my suicide surgical stand, Homemade scalpel in my hand. I can help you.
I feel the opposite of alive. If I was brave, I'd take my life.
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Sep 29, 2014
Sep 29, 2014 at 6:34 PM UTC
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