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I'm bored today, and everything's there to be ignored today, scattered everywhere out on the floor today, and I dont care about you. I lost my job today, which used to be the way I could afford to live to hate abother day and now I cant even afford to be bored anymore. It's kind of good to feel bad again, mad again, sad again. I'll be doing that again. I dont have to tell you I do it really well. You said goodbye today, and I'm just here still asking why today, and not another year, I'm gonna cry today, but I dont care about you. Maybe it wasnt bad to do, and you did what you had to do. Maybe I'll believe it, too, if I keep saying I dont care about you, today, I dont know what I'm gonna do today and theres a lot to get through today, but I dont care about you, today.