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Oct 2009
Ain't nuttin out there I need.
I'll survive on my own.
Closed up tight
like a drum.
You ain't gettin' in.
try to open me,
I swallowed the key.

If you tried
to open my mind
you'll get shutdown
with the rest.
Pump my veins
with your medications,
You ain't gettin' in.

Don't need food,
I feed off anger.
Don't need shelter,
I'm inside myself.
Don't need love,
I have hate.
Don't need water,
I'm already drowning.
Michael Bingoff
Written by
Michael Bingoff  TN
(TN)   
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   Jay and Bethanie
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