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  • i feel so fuckin alone
    this house isn't a home
    there is no way to turn my back on the past
    nothing good ever lasts
    and i'm like oh so scared
    that no one ever cared
    and if i were to disappear
    it will all turn to dust
    and nothing would even change
    there's no way to live
    with everyone on your back
    how can i breathe?
    someone hand me a pack
    fill my lungs with smoke
    and maybe the loser life will choke
    out of my head
    i need out of my head.
    i need out of this house
    i feel like suffocating.
    i'm screaming and no one can hear me.
    the worst part is they know i'm here all alone, and they choose to ignore the pain and just go on playing their little game.
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