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Don't whine to me about
your problems.
I've listened all night long about them,
you're unhappy, and sticking out in your world.
Another punk rock would-be lawyer,
And you're ready.
So, go chase around the
rats and their money.
I've got none of your answers.
I've got no ambition
to work my life away
for these schemes;
to close my eyes and dream
of plastic things.
I am a waste.
I'm a sonic motherfucker
bent obscene.


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