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• Written by CherryBomb
you need to put me down a fucking psycho,
no need for a brain got frizzy hair i'm psycho,
bob, clown around with a knife to your throat,
cold cuts through your rib cage to your heart/
had this on call stuck it to my sticky notes,
hard to remember from these shitty notes,
i receive every day from this gritty job,
might just quit, see my income, unemployed/
might birth a child, to benefit my benefits,
right or wrong this shit aint beneficial,
i've seen too much of it, no point in it,
no, strive to work for money that sees fit/
truthfully i get it in a way,
daily chores is a pain,
as well as living in a world so corrupt,
gassed so much we might erupt
gassed so much we might erupt/
you could make signs but no one cares,
view it only as its there's,
if its not really they don't give a fuck,
if its not really your just out of luck/
this is a tough world to live in,
few only get through whilst sive in,
i'm talk about the rich and famous,
i'm talking about the dicks who change us/
make us a clone of them,
played as puppets for em,
strings attached they control us,
fight the urge but we robots
yeah, yeah... we robots/
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CherryBomb
Member since April 4 2016