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I hadn't left the bed for days psychotic, but I knew something that most didn't. it meant something it was rich. like all the songs they don't play on the radio anymore. like all the writers they don't read anymore. me and her me and her, we've got the same problem. but they don't listen to us anymore. I've got it bad, I've got it bad and the *** cascades over me like a waterfall in hell. we're not meant for this world, not meant for these things they subject us to. and we can't relate, at least I can't. I've got nothin'. it's a nothin'ness that gets stronger with the hours. it grows stronger as I grow weaker. --- I slept and I woke up and I drank and I slept. and I woke up a week later feeling more like myself.
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Sep 17, 2012
Sep 17, 2012 at 3:09 AM UTC
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I hadn't left the bed for days psychotic, but I knew something that most didn't. it meant something it was rich. like all the songs they don't play on the radio anymore. like all the writers they don't read anymore. me and her me and her, we've got the same problem. but they don't listen to us anymore. I've got it bad, I've got it bad and the *** cascades over me like a waterfall in hell. we're not meant for this world, not meant for these things they subject us to. and we can't relate, at least I can't. I've got nothin'. it's a nothin'ness that gets stronger with the hours. it grows stronger as I grow weaker. --- I slept and I woke up and I drank and I slept. and I woke up a week later feeling more like myself.
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Sep 17, 2012
Sep 17, 2012 at 3:09 AM UTC
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