| Day one has just begun.
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| I’m burnt, broken, dazed and numb.
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| Beginnings feel more like ends.
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| Friends feel less and less like friends.
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| Shake, shake, shake, shake,
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| Off another dumb mistake.
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| I’m stupider than you.
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| You can see it in my face.
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| See it in my sloping brow and forehead?
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| I’m missing all the missives because I’m stone dead.
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| We’re fuck ups and perverts, we’re dickweeds and drunks,
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| Drowning in rivers chained into trunks.
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| This new work is awkward, I don’t like the lines.
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| I hate all the people with pinpointed eyes.
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| Shake, shake, shake, shake,
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| Off another dumb mistake.
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| I’m stupider than you.
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| You can see it in my face.
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| Fuck what we say and all that we do.
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| I’m saving myself for something beautifully true. |