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I'm lucky enough to be sort of alive with my arms, my legs, my brains inside of my skull.
I wanna read all the books on self help and be liked by most, but loved by you.
And I wrote the skills to get get get by,
And the season is there with the battle scar.
And how could it help to to to to try?
You're an emotional wreck and that's the bitter part.
Everyone here wishes all on you, even though you'd like to stay, it's true.
And there's no room to try and improve, and there's certainly no excuse for you.
And someone made an enemy of me (you've got the right to call me the asshole)
someone made an enemy of me (you've got the right to call me the asshole)
I wanna read all the books on self help and be liked by most, but loved by you.
And I wrote the skills to get get get by,
And the season is there with the battle scar.
You're an emotional wreck and that's the bitter part.
And there's no room to try and improve, and there's certainly no excuse for you.
And someone made an enemy of me (you've got the right to call me the asshole)
someone made an enemy of me (you've got the right to call me the asshole)
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