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Click hereunderlying fear of joy
you poor pathetic slut boy
cut your hand off
see it crawl
hear me scoff as you fall
pieces of mind on the ground
lying all around
your mistakes
here child, let me help
come walk next to me
so I can crush your pride
whimper softly miserable whelp
why don't you die?
x-ray of a broken heart
I see right through you
you are no angel
I see your worst intentions
never cared much how I felt
put yourself in my place
poor little man whore
he's ninety-eight percent
basket case