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I feel a sense of emptiness The kind that won't go away The kind that'll eat you alive The type that'll **** your drive A feeling of ineptitude That'll I'll never be able to shake
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Apr 16, 2014
Apr 16, 2014 at 4:07 AM UTC
Desolate
I feel a sense of emptiness The kind that won't go away The kind that'll eat you alive The type that'll **** your drive A feeling of ineptitude That'll I'll never be able to shake
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Apr 16, 2014
Apr 16, 2014 at 4:07 AM UTC
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