Give yourself a rush,
fling at life.
Be sure to not give a shit.
You’re a cold-hearted bitch,
right?
A mother wears your selfish dream.
But, nobody cares, right?
Not your mother, certainly.
Just keep telling yourself that.
Not your friends, certainly.
Write that down.
It’ll be a nice little reminder.
A quiet demon whispers,
and you’re beckoned,
but not fooled.
Right?
No, you’re not fooled.
How can you be?
It’s just, no one cares,
right?
Give yourself a rush,
fling at death.
‘Cause certainly no tears will be shed.
Right?
No one cares.
Right?
Just keep telling yourself that.
Write that down.
It’s a nice little reminder.
Fling.
Fling away, dead one.
Nobody cares anyway.
Right?
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