Up at three, school at dawn,
Help us find our inner song
Whenever i try to contest people, they say i'm the best,
A depressed mess accepting empty sex and left bereft of love expressed
Leaving deaths unanswered.
Cause im dressed to kill, fresh to death, get like me, bastard
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