Chester's head, tied it up to explode
He held back, he could never show
Just how bad everybody made him feel,
Just how much he never revealed

All his life, worked himself to death
Piece of the pie tastes like shit
Chester felt cheated out of life
Chester felt way too much

There's no good reason
For me to come along
If nothing here is right,
Then why am I always wrong?
Quarter past 11,
In a place we built along,
Fifty cents between us,
The winds are coming on

I'll show you the quality of hurt
One of these days, I'll show you x4


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