[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
I m going to find all the ugliest words in any human language, gonna define myself.
But part of me thinks I d just be wasting my time, there are no words for me, you can t ask anybody else.
Mall-dwelling tweens have claimed werewolves and vampires, and Frankenstein was blessed with his maker nearby.
So, I haven t got foresight, I ve given myself a short while to sneak off and die, so nobody might
think anything crazy or make any bold moves. No, it s time to get going, now it s time to choose between
living my life the way that I want to, or ending it all like I was born to lose.
[Interlude]
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So here we find ourselves, the crux and the crossroads. It seems like I got here using wisdom I ve borrowed
from punk rock songs and the handful of novels I ve lived vicariously through.
[Chorus]
Albert Camus, you showed me a stranger. A far cry from the one we found in the manger.
And neither of whom I would like very much, I d wager.
But that s what you get when you spend eighteen ing years like I did.
[Interlude]
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[Verse 2]
I was too focused on who I wanted to be, wrapped up in the folds of my mind I was snug as could be.
I was living in filth that I made by myself, with every old me I put back on the shelf.
Look at me now, I don t care in the least. I just wanted a new me, I just wanted to sleep.
I just wanted to die, I wanted someone to listen, and I wanted to shine and I wanted to glisten.
And I wanted to live like a bum and a prophet. I wanted to live with no money in pocket.
Look at me now, I should be petty and careless.
I should get drunk with my friends and not chain-smoke into excess,
trying to stimulate what brain cells I can muster to write any words I won t scratch out in a fluster
or a flurry of pen strokes, I ll write til my hand cramps,
I ll scream til the veins in my neck pop like paint cans.
And only they can know the illness I feel of all the
pressure inside of all the words I ll never have the courage to say
or would never come out the way I wanted it to. Don t you see why I m like this?
I m not ing clever, I m insane.
