My hate evolves like the primates freedom
The more I hate em
The more I need em
My heart burns like a raging fire
I'm less than honest and more than a liar
My life stinks of regret and failure
I might be trash, but I'm not a trailer
The more I love, the less I try
Every three years my relations die
The more I feel the more I hurt
My only comfort is in these words
My life is about enduring violence
The science of misery hides beneath my eye lids
My mind is the sky but I'm a terrible pilot
When I sell my soul I know they'll buy it
You make a law so I defy it
Life's a bitch
So start a riot
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