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Ain't none of my ****** drugs cut
And every other word I say is ****

**** my head
And **** my life
Better off dead
But I'm still alive
Maybe I should spend more time in bed
Instead I'm out late getting high

I think I'm ****** in the head
Back In the day I knew this kid
Who would sit all alone and just read
Well now that kids ****** dead
I killed him ****** should've hid
Instead I beat him till the world turned red

Now he sits all alone snorting **** that ***** up his head
I swear to ****** god I'd be better off dead

But alive I am so whether an ounce or a gram
You'll find me on the glass noose in my hand
Bard
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Bard  27/M/Anchorage, Alaska
(27/M/Anchorage, Alaska)   
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