Viva la Rebellion
I just bought a case of fuckitz
I’m locked down and I’m ready to go
And I ain’t hearin whys or what ifs
I got an itch and I ain’t waitin it out
So you can save all your tears in buckets
I’m going rounds and I’m taking me down
As I suck down this case of fuckitz
The disease of isolation
Self-pity and self-harm
Anger and resentment
Selfish lies and selfish wants
It’s baffling
So obscure
Cunning and hard
It’s your own personal Satan pounding at your door
It’s the first place you run to when you want to hide
And the last place that gets you where you want to go
It gives you everything you want
But nothing that you need
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