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Break my heart again, please
But this time, don't take centuries
Erase the men I can be
And fill my soul, but leave it empty
Hygiene's hard to come by
For sh*t like me, it's one time a week
I sleep wrong and then cry, for how my back's at thirty degrees
The closest ones will laugh in your sleep
But it's my fault, I attached them to me
I can help you just to get back to relief
And act like it doesn't happen to me

I draw my life in chalk and then scream when it rains (Aaah)
My expectations are the death of me
But I'm too cheap for heavy paint

I hate all my habits
Migraine's just to have it
And I take what I haven't
And migrate til' I'm savage
The broken one's will happily leave
But it's my call, they're attracted to me
I can't help you, I don't have half the belief
My half-life is where it happened to be