You may never receive sensitivity

I don’t give what I possess

Still there is no need for you to change and give me your stress

Five pennies a nickel you were four pennies short from being

The mission I would not abort

But bitch you are a psycho when you go on a trip

Play the same record and the needle does skip

Pissen me off with her fickle emotions

I wish he to sink in a bottomless ocean

Clue less and roaming the mysterious heart

Only doing the things that would tear us apart

Go on with ideas that I never cared

And live like a fool acting brave when you are scared

But when I am gone maybe then you will see

That you were the one that would not let us be

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