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I fight with god and whoever Keeps spitting truths at me like peanut shells **** the doctors And **** the first time my dad decided to drink And especially **** the last time I decided to drink. He did this to himself and I love him And I’ll pay for his mistakes But my pockets are empty I eat **** sandwiches with stoicism I praise the autocracy of the medical field That told me dad is dying And I should too. Miracles don’t happen to people like me And families like ours In towns like this. I’m dying with you Stage 4 I’m dying with you. I’ve got nothing to lose Until I found I had more. **** your age and **** my youth **** Medicaid And **** the truth.
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Apr 13, 2024
Apr 13, 2024 at 12:45 AM UTC
Rage, Rage Against
I fight with god and whoever Keeps spitting truths at me like peanut shells **** the doctors And **** the first time my dad decided to drink And especially **** the last time I decided to drink. He did this to himself and I love him And I’ll pay for his mistakes But my pockets are empty I eat **** sandwiches with stoicism I praise the autocracy of the medical field That told me dad is dying And I should too. Miracles don’t happen to people like me And families like ours In towns like this. I’m dying with you Stage 4 I’m dying with you. I’ve got nothing to lose Until I found I had more. **** your age and **** my youth **** Medicaid And **** the truth.
m-elee
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Apr 13, 2024
Apr 13, 2024 at 12:45 AM UTC
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