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Theres a shallow bit of music I play when I feel like yesterdays bad news.
Its simple and not very pleasant. Just sound and screaming, matching to my internal fury.
Your friends are your friends because they stick with you.
Your friends shouldn't hate you because you decide to finally do something you should've done a long time ago.
My music is going to play out and over. It will spin out and over until I finally feel better. When I feel better I'll stand up and breathe. For right now I will pass out.
Its simple and not very pleasant. Just sound and screaming, matching to my internal fury.
Your friends are your friends because they stick with you.
Your friends shouldn't hate you because you decide to finally do something you should've done a long time ago.
My music is going to play out and over. It will spin out and over until I finally feel better. When I feel better I'll stand up and breathe. For right now I will pass out.