She said to stop your drinking ‘cause you’re making me sick so I fell on my face and I busted my lip. Hey Mother, tell Father I cut my wrists while shaving again and I killed my best friend. It seems like all the angels are crying for me. It appears that they’re really really scared of apathy. Nothing really bothers me when I close my eyes. No no no nothing really matters at all. 34 ants on my living room floor schizophrenic, don’t panic, you’re just bored. I faked my death for the second time this week. It never works out right, I always forget something. It seems like all the angels are crying for me. It appears that they’re really really scared of apathy. Nothing really bothers me when I close my eyes. No no no nothing really matters at all. Eyes are swollen, mind is blown. Something’s bothering me. Mom is crying, God is dying, something’s bothering me. Oh no. Oh no. Momma hold my hands for the scary parts. Momma don’t get hit in the face with my broken heart. Momma hold my hands for the scary parts. Momma don’t get hit in the face with my broken heart. It seems like all the angels are crying for me. It appears that they’re scared shitless of apathy. But nothing really bothers me when I close my eyes. No no no no nothing really matters at all.
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