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being alone. I'd try to change, but I'd just end up the same, upset and alone. Life's a pile of shit, only deeper. Where's that rock star lifestyle for

It finds its way right back to me. The arrows lead me in the right direction. And it's dark and glossy. My reflection's staring back at me. I'm at a loss

way through? If only every day could be a day for me and noone else. Can't I do anything to make you want me? Why can't I make plans and be a real man

thought that I can't shake is the fucking laughs and "I told you so's". This one's for all the man I tried to be. This shot's for all of our wasted times

a bullet in my brain. I'd rather be a freeloader and sit on my ass. Play asshole with Mr. Bud. (I need) You're seven digits away. I need a heroin habit, or a