I kicked it altogether last night. I had this dream I was alone.
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And now your with me for 9 years and counting.
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Got what I want, why am I miserable?
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Kick this new addiction out, it's grown up.
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Inherited and on the hush.
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From a smiling drunk to the embarrassing lush, love what?
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I'm a magnet to whores and such. Now the happy disguise?
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The pill does this on its own.
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And like Thoreau, it's a quiet place for me.
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The sticks or the woods, it's all miles away from you.
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I got an angry thirst.
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We're all whores.
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I got a sad, sad thirst.
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We're all whores.
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I had a happy thirst, but then came you.
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I'm getting right back on it later tonight.
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It takes my mind off of the phone,
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how it's been silent for 2 weeks in my pocket.
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How'd I ge so fucking loveable?
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Take my Midas shit-powers to give out.
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Apologize to who I touch.
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I could have ruined you too,
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but I was beaten to the punch.
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Hug what? Why should I care who you go fuck?
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And like Thoreau, it's a quiet place for me.
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The sticks or the woods, it's all miles away from you.
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I got an angry thirst.
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We're all whores.
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I got a sad, sad thirst.
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We're all whores.
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I had a happy thirst before you and I.
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If I loved this, then why do you make me sick?
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Why do you make me sad?
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Why do you make me sick of your poor sick mouth?
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Stop ruining it, for the last few months seem fucking years.
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Oh to crack for this marginal sex with your dirty shit to spit,
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why do you make me sick?
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How many tricks until it drips with this ugliness I've found?
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I'm falling down.
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Why do you make me?
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When I Was Alive: Walden III
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| A Wilhelm Scream |
