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Itching To Get Out
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If that's what it takes then
You should probably just kill yourself
If that's what you really need
You should just kill yourself
I do really believe you should just kill yourself
If that's what it takes for you to live
You should just kill yourself
It's sad, it's sad, it's real sad
Heard it a million times before
I heard it a million times before
It doesn't change
Heard it a hundred times before
I heard it a hundred times before
It don't change
Need to start deciding
Before it's too late
Tired of all this waiting
I know well enough who's to blame
I am tired of hiding
I don't wanna be ashamed
I'm tired of trying
Really what can I say
Giving up's an option
It's one that's pretty lame
Rhyming's always an option
So I'm not gonna
Go fuck yourself
Putting up my beliefs
To rot on a shelf
I did it anyway (laughs)
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Rebirth In Wet Cement
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Emergency C-Section
04:03
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The Price Of Gasoline
01:00
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Infinite I Don't Know
02:40
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Summer will be here soon
I have found a way to go on
I laid in the grass under the sun, and let myself cry
Now I'm eating pizza between Townhall and the dominoes under the stage in the middle
The wind is bitter and cold, but the sun is still so warm
Yet I welcome the wind
A little fly-like critter landed on this page to greet me
I've found you Jackson
You were just waiting for me
There will be days just like this, where you cry so hard
So hard that your throat gets dry and sore from all the wailing and sobbing
The tears will stain your face and you will be so full of pain. Revel, rejoice, be alive in this pain, for you are not broken
The Earth cries to heal itself, and so should you
Just try to remember that I will always be right here, waiting for you to feel like me again
No matter what happens, know that Summer's never too far away
No I know what I said, no I know what I said!
I think I just let it all just get to my head
And I'm willing, and able, and wanting, and needing, to be better, to feel better, to go on, to feel everything that I'm on
One day my hair will be so full, I won't have to look at that scalp and see it thinning
And my body will be so full of food
I'll have really big breasts, and a really big smile, and I'll smell so feminine, my skin'll be so soft, and I'll be okay with who I oughta be!
People will look at me, and they'll think, "Oh, what it is to be so feminine and free, so feminine and free"
I can go on, I can't go on, I can go on, I can go on
I can be whatever the hell I wanna be
And I guess, we'll see
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Have I cried enough times in my life?
Do you think you could make it up for me?
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