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------------------ I’m sick & tired of being sick & tired/ I’m a one trick pony, acting like a unicorn/ I can’t act, but they all play along/ Until I crash; I have no equilibrium/ And no-one can fall quite like me/ Look Mum, no parachute! I’m skydiving/ When I get down, it all comes up/ Like digging all the way to China.../ I’ve lost fingernails since I’ve started to dig again/ I should know better – I feel like such a hypocrite/ The village idiot; a sellout piece of **** If only you knew what I did... yesterday/ And loneliness will make you a victim/ I put the gun to my head, but you pulled the trigger/ Zombie; take another shot at me/ After death, pins & needles feel like electricity./
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Jan 25
Jan 25, 2026 at 8:24 PM UTC
Dotdotdot, Pt. III
------------------ I’m sick & tired of being sick & tired/ I’m a one trick pony, acting like a unicorn/ I can’t act, but they all play along/ Until I crash; I have no equilibrium/ And no-one can fall quite like me/ Look Mum, no parachute! I’m skydiving/ When I get down, it all comes up/ Like digging all the way to China.../ I’ve lost fingernails since I’ve started to dig again/ I should know better – I feel like such a hypocrite/ The village idiot; a sellout piece of **** If only you knew what I did... yesterday/ And loneliness will make you a victim/ I put the gun to my head, but you pulled the trigger/ Zombie; take another shot at me/ After death, pins & needles feel like electricity./
____________________________ A.J. Farruco, 2009/10
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Jan 25
Jan 25, 2026 at 8:24 PM UTC
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