| No good for my health, not good to myself, I am no use to anyone
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| Rip my eyes out, throw them down, once they hit the ground no seeing you now
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| Now I can only trust my reaction, gotta learn to walk without ending up in
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| traffic
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| Lights off just staring at the wall, cut to me, lights on, just nobody home
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| I’m shaking, I’m panicking, seconds I’ll never get back
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| 'Cause I threw 'em away like some evidence
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| Ready for reckoning, smoking, no questioning
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| Juice in the mason, make calls like I’m checking in
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| Look at the burial, see the resemblance
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| Between myself and the ones who I’ve ended
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| Hope it’s to me that they pay no attention
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| Shoo 'em away to my dungeon I vanish
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| Deadboy, I could never ever stop, no
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| Yelling underground but you making pop songs
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| I could lie and say you got something going on
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| But since day one, bitch, you got it all wrong
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| Always living in contrast and trying to compare
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| Wish they could feel okay in the skin they wear
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| Stomp you in some shoes I ain’t drop yet
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| Eyes drop to the floor, I’m a hot mess
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| I scream into the night like stop this
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| Every time I do some shit I’m like let’s drop this
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| Stomp you in some shoes I ain’t drop yet
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| Eyes drop to the floor, I’m a hot mess
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| I scream into the night like stop this
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| Every time I do some shit I’m like let’s drop this
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| Stomp you in some shoes I ain’t drop yet
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| Eyes drop to the floor, I’m a hot mess
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| I scream into the night like stop this
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| (Every time I do some shit I’m like let’s drop this) |