You run around town
with your noses held so high
fucking whores, I wish death on you, so die
this is what would happen
if you mass produced shitty clothes
for a pack of mice
you smug bitch
with your nose held so high
i can't wait until the awful horror
so I can see you with humility
I am going to fucking chop something off
I am going to cut my wrists
I am sick of this shit
day in day out
fucking pointless shit.
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