So Bored

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A lonely cold night.
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My entire life is one big fucking bore.
I want to bang my head against the door.

I stand here watching the world go by.
I'm only here just waiting to die.

Being lonely is a hell of a bitch.
It's as annoying as a little itch.

I have nothing going right for me.
That's the story written by thee.

I really feel like jumping out that window.
I'm afraid my fall will be broken by the snow.

Maybe I'll lay there freezing to death.
Dead as the next guy doing crystal meth.

The snow falls as fast as my tears.
My life useless in all these years.

With me long gone I'll feel no pity.
Gone and forgotten in this quiet city.

If this is my time I'm all for it.
I'm done here and ready to quit.

I jump and soar like an eagle.
I feel small and dirty like a beagle.

I close my eyes nice and tight.
Seeing the last of this cold night.

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